The pharmacist came over smiled and asked if he could help me.I said, "Yes! Could you please taste this for me?"Being I'm a senior citizen ... I guess...the Pharmacist just went along with me.He picked up the spoon and put some of the liquid on his tongue and swilled it around.Then with a stomach-churning look on his face he spit it out on the floor and began coughing.When he finally was finished, I looked him right in the eye asked, "Now, does that taste sweet to you?"The pharmacist, shaking his. .action. The quality isn't great, but it's the effect we're after," saidSandra."Hi Mikey Baby," said a girl with black hair, black eyeshadow and blacklips. I clearly had moved down about 10 classes. "Ready for some seriousminis? Sandra doesn't usually bring her upscale clients in here - nottheir kinda store, I guess. So I was excited to hear you were coming!"As had been the case all day, I had no choice, as the girl steered me intoa booth and handed me an outfit. "It's good that you're small. She ended up on her stomach, with tubes stretched places. I turned her head sideways and messed up her hair in the process. There was some special lotion from the pharmacy on the night stand, so I got that. I'd never done this before or watched Mom do it. I'd seen the exercises, but not the massage.I soon realized that was because Heather's PJs had to be removed to do it properly. Naturally, my mother wouldn't do that in front of me.I thought about this for a while. I wanted to take her PJs off. I felt an intense lust and degradation. I was being fucked and sucked for $87 in a rest stop out-house dressed like a whore. I was being treated like the cheap whore I often fantasized of. The man in my ass slowed his pumping to a smooth slow penetrating fuck. Then he slammed into me as he came. His cock pushed right into my ass and went slightly beyond my anal g-spot. The pain was intense but offset by the anonymous head job I was receiving. He pulled slightly out and then I shifted so.