"Where are you dragging me?" Her voice was annoyed, but teasingly so. His steps slowed even more, allowing her to pull slightly ahead."I'm not draggin... you, you're dragging me. Where are we going?"Nitya's eyes twinkled, hand yanking his."The Viper!"Nitya was a screamer.It only took the first drop to discover that. Even as he gave a yell of glee as the car began to barrel down the metal track, Nitya let go a yowl the likes of which he had never heard. Her hands were white as they gripped the. I slipped on my gloves, anklers, and helmet and found myself in a small French town sipping a glass of wine in a tiny bistro, I was floored at the realism of it all. I could feel the wind and the heat from the sunlight, I swear-to-god I could taste the wine.I am pretty sure I sat down instead of getting on my bike and I let the sensations take me away. I expected to be surrounded by other sweaty guys churning on a steep incline in the French Alps, instead, I was relaxing somewhere in France and. “Fine, I hit myself here,” I said pointing to my dick.“Which part?”My cock was upright at this point and she still looked concerned. Was she still not aware that I was faking it? Good for me!“Right here,” I said, pointing to some random part of my cock.“Let me see.”“Look, it hurts if I touch it.”“Just show me where before it gets worse.”“I can’t touch it anywhere. It’s like trying to stab yourself knowing how much it’s going to hurt. I can’t do it.”“Okay, close your eyes. This is going to. Nick was woken up the next morning when he heard the girls getting ready in the bathroom. The memory of what he had done with his daughter the night before came back to him and he started feeling sick. He was feeling guilty, scolding himself for doing what a father was not supposed to do with his daughter. That's when something caught his attention.Jenn came out of the bathroom with a big smile on her face. She went over to kiss him right on the mouth, telling him the shower is all his. .