The three of them dozed with smiles on their faces, wallowing in their own endorphins as their spent orgasms turned to sleep. She sat on the bus. It was a chilly December day in the middle of nowhere Illinois, the wind whipped at the windows. Just one more stop and I can relax she thought to herself. Chrysanthemum hated her name and never told anyone anal what it really was and right now especially she was dreading hearing it again. His soft voice drifting through her ears with the sickening tone of true kindness, ugh, it was the worst. All her friends called her cumshot Chrysty and questioned endlessly why she insisted on spelling it that way. She sat and listened to people around her talk asian and she adjusted herself on the itchy blue seats, the bus was dimly lit but she could pick out light conversations as they all mixed together. ”When we get there we are ass fucking going to, well of course stop at the bathroom... and then she yelled to everyone that they had already slept... so it's about a cowboy... I'll have to try it when I get back to Ohio...” she started to drift ”I'm looking for a woman... how long do you think to tell Indianapolis... yes Chrysanthemum.” She looked up and there he was, tall, not so dark, and handsome... fuck, she put her head down and tried to hide but the driver pointed at her and Nick walked down the lane and grabbed her by the arm. A few watched and a few looked away, she gave them all a stink eye. He put her in the front seat of his cruiser and took off. ”You seriously think you can take off? How stupid are you? That thing on your leg, yea it keeps an eye on you, it can always tell me where you are!” He was angry she looked at her ankle bracelet, and he went on. ”What I'm I going to tell your parole officer, oh we went for ice cream 100 miles away, it was a good time!” The sarcasm in his voice was as deep as the turmoil she felt from just being in his car. ”I don't know what to do with you Chrysanthemum.” He trailed off ”It’s not my name.” ”It is and it is beautiful.” They were both quiet for a long time. ”I only do this because I care blowjob about you, 20 years ago I was in your shoes, it sucks to lose someone...” ”two people...” She corrected him. ”...Yes, two people. I know you're not a violent person. I see how you treat people, you're a good person. I just want the best for you.” ”Yeah, okay.” ”Fine Chrysanthemum, have it your way after tonight I’ll let you self-destruct.” She drifted off to sleep, Nick knew she had taken pills and let her sleep it off. He carried her inside and brushed the hair from her face and kissed her forehead before he even realized what he was doing. He put a blanket over her and sat down in the armchair and got an old bill envelope and a pin. Dearest Chrysanthemum, You have known all my life, from the day I saw you and Daisy play together I loved you. When I lost Daisy and her mother when you were both just 8 I was devastated. She sucked so hard, such a whore for me that she would asian let me do that ultimate act to her. Looking up at them from the floor, Patty watched in amazement as Walter pushed his swollen cock tip into the blowjob puckered gateway of Margaret's bowels. We're going to go join the Mother Fucking Club.” I started slowly and then anal began gradually increasing my tempo until my thighs were slapping her ass. “Glad you liked it.” Then a wicked thought popped into my cumshot head. He wasn’t strong like David. "Please Doctor Gance, do not talk that way. “That was a lot,” Alyssa breathed. Robert had slept in this bed. These ass fucking women were ravenous to have sex with me.