When he was donesome two hours later, he had a beaker of luminously blue fluid labeled X-22in his notes that should, if his calculations were right, t...ake a few inches*off* his cock. Scott eagerly removed the silvery binding from his cock and arrangedhimself comfortable on his bed. A stroke book provided impetus as he massageda bit of the blue X-22 into his cock. The orgasm he generated with the new elixir was just as powerful as thatfrom Green X-21, but just as it was fading away into. I realized now, once again, I was in the mall. People passing by could easily hear us. But I didn't care. At that moment I belonged completely and totally to the stranger. I still didn't even know what he looked like. I didn't care. My mouth was his. I was his. Then he pushed me down to the floor his cock still inside my mouth, hands still gripping my hair on both sides of my head. My back was flat on the floor as he sat on top of me mounting my face, which he held up slightly as he thrust his. I am then bent over some sort of bench. My over sensitive nipples welcome being pushed into the coolness of the surface. My hands are secured to the bench and I can feel the cool air on my hot ass and wet pussy. I have never felt so exposed.Without warning I feel the crop come down on my ass and thighs. Not too hard, just hard enough to sting and set my back end on fire. My breath is ragged, my heart beating fast. The lashes stop and then there are fingers diving right into my hot, wet pussy.. All I did was answer the ad and make the phone call. Within two days I was there, actually doing it. Of course I was nervous, but I kept that to myself. It was exactly as I thought it would be and at the end of it all, I felt okay with what I did.They told me to be natural, be myself, so I did. It was an apartment on the other side of town. It was mid summer so I just wore a skirt and midriff top over my underwear. I knew that I had to strip, because that was what they wanted, if they accepted.