Buy the Zanalfil

Considering the options it seems like a no brainer to risk it and buy the Zanalfil now, deal with the consequences later. Especially since the tattooed lady appears to be trying to swallow your cock whole with wet messy gulps that feel amazing. At this rate you'll need the Zanalfil just to recover.

"Uh, here man," you say, handing him $35. "Keep the change."

He hands you the vial and gestures to your drinks. "You might wanna mix that with something."

You pour the vial into your soda and begin sipping while enjoying the woman's mouth impaled on your crotch. Despite having your cock down her throat for an excessively long time and having only about a centimeter to move between your pelvis and the counter, she seems more concerned with getting you off than her own well being. She even seems to be enjoying it!

Piss whores are the best, you think to yourself, as you chug with one hand and manhandle a multicolored tit with the other. The clerk across the counter continues to slowly pound into her ass while seeming a little more annoyed at your treatment of the girl than she is. If he's dating a piss whore he probably has to keep conscious of her safety, since she likely won't.

You finish the drink and let out a sigh of satisfaction from both refreshment and beginning a volley of cum directly into her stomach. You massage the outline of your cock in her neck with your hand to squeeze out every last drop while she writhes and moans in orgasm, **** down your medicine.

You expected an extra hard orgasm, but it seemed pretty normal. You thought you'd be ready to go again right after, like the feeders do, but you have to withdraw yourself as the girl continues to milk your now ultra sensitive cock with her throat. She whines at your removal, lapping at the strand of saliva still connecting you.

"Don't worry man, it takes like 20 minutes to kick in. You'll know when it's working. Trust me." The clerk says, speeding up his thrusting into her asshole.

The woman moans loudly now, free from your intrustion. You wipe off your softening cock on her face and quickly begin to feel a bit awkward as you tuck it away. "Well thanks, I guess. I'll let you know how it goes..."

Neither of them are really paying attention to you any more as you pick up your purchases and walk out the door.

"Thanks for shopping at Shop-n-Drop!" You hear from behind you as you leave.

You get in the car and start the engine while pulling your cock back out. You shake your shriveled member several times in search of life, but come up empty. You resume your trip to the dealer's house, now without either of the **** you were going to trade, but expecting to have plenty by the time you get there.

As you continue down the road, you begin to think about all the fun you are about to have as a walking jizz faucet in a land of thirsty women and your penis begins to twitch again. You're pretty close to Tiffany's house, but it seems like you'll definitely be ready on time.

By the time you're on Tiffany's street you're rock hard and every female pedestrian you pass begins to looks irresistibly fuckable. It helps that they are all dressed in an effort to cause that effect, but your cock is now demanding much more attention than usual. You get anxious to try the Zanalfil out. You could stand to be a little more late...