I rode the Sprint to a Mcdonald's restaurant. I bought the lowest fat meal I could think of, then sat on one of their picnic table to consume it. Afte... I finished the meal I noticed that like most times I stopped the Captain America Moped, it got a lot of attention. Teenagers and even smaller kids loved the bike. The trailer told them all that I was on a road trip, so I was an instant hit."So where you headed?" the older man asked. He was tall and straight with gray hair and a neatly trimmed. I give up on my workout, roll over and begin rubbing my cock through my running tights as I watch Jeff slowly dry fucking you. Signalling me over, you grab the waistband of my tights and begin licking my shaft through the spandex. Letting out a slight moan I reach over your back and grab Jeff's cock through his shorts as he grinds against your ass. I push his increasingly hard cock against your asshole, harder each time, pushing the silky fabric of your pants up your ass. You pull own the front. I want you topick out a new dress for tonight. I'm taking you out tonight" I'd booked a table at our favourite Italian restaurant. I mean, it waspretty obvious that this is what I'd do, as I'm not the mostimaginative bloke there is out there, but I doubt she suspected thatI'd propose to her. You see, we'd been together for a year and I couldn't actually imaginebeing with anyone else. She'd captivated me completely from the firsttime we met and now, here I was, planning to marry her and spend. . . how will you fuck me without the drug? I would find it painful." "Nevertheless," he said, solemnly, "I must proceed to Phase II." Out came the needles. He released the straps which bound me to the frame, and I floated weightless, until he gave me some sticky shoes, and I could walk. He took me a tour of the ship, showed me how to get around in simulated gravity (tricky, because of the Coriolis accelerations), showed me how to get food, where to shit (a kind of vacuum cleaner.