On all fours

I nod in agreement and without a word, I get on my hands and knees on the floor. My ass must be swaying back and forth from each and every turn the driver makes on his route. I make myself ready for Lucas by pulling down the yoga pants I had on, including the thong I have underneath it. Now my whole crotch is exposed to the space. I glare at Victor who sits on his chair next to my head. He smiles and digs into his jacket pocket.

From it, he produces a shiny square packet. A condom most likely. Even in his underhanded schemes, he has a decent idea of how things should proceed. There is no knowing what this guy has been up to and where his dick has been, so to be safe, there would be a barrier to protect my insides from any filth is on his member.

I choose not to look at either Victor or Lucas during this activity and with my face away from the latter, at least I could lessen the intense smell of weed coming off of him. Only my sense of hearing and touch, especially whatever my nether regions feel, is availed to me. I hear some shuffling initially, followed by the unzipping of someone's pants. Lucas has probably made haste and dismounted from the seat and kneeling behind my exposed bottom. I hear the condom's packaging being ripped open and some more shuffling, probably Lucas putting the condom on his cock.

There is no delay between what I hear and what I feel, a slippery bulbous tip prodding at my vaginal opening. Lucas has penetrated me, slowly. Respectfully, it doesn't seem like he has any desire to touch me and I wonder if he has gotten the idea that his smell and the fact that he was picked up straight from the streets in skid row disgusts me. I don't seem to mind when he finally gets into a decent rhythm as only the skin of his pelvis slaps against the skin of my ass cheeks. The ride is too short for me to get any closer to an orgasm, but fortunately, for Lucas he was able to get a release. Fortunately, for me, whatever fluids he released was contained in the condom he was wearing.

As the van slows, Lucas is allowed to gather himself. His cum-filled condom is thrown away and as a parting gift, he is given more money, which Victor insists he keep. I'm able to pull my pants up once again and relax as the van gets going again. Victor tells me that they are going to stop for a break, but he insists that I stay. I check the little timer I gave myself to remind me how much my pill has before I transformed back into Charles. I see that less than an hours has gone by and I have a little bit more than three hours left on my Pink Classic pill.