I’m HansMona: Hello Hans, what is your wife’s nameHans: Her name is SusannaMona: I only see your avatar picture, is it really yoursHans: Sure ...his is my dickMona: It is very nice, I love clean looking dicks, and how big is it honeyHans: 20x5 cm Mona: Lovely, Eddy my husband is 17 x 5 cm, yours is bigger, honeyHans: What do you prefer?Mona: The bigger the better I guessMona: What do you and Susanna usually do with it?, does she know what you do on the net?Hans: Yes, she knows about. The blond guy turned back to the bar, downcast. Jimmy cursed at himself, knowing that it wasn’t that guy’s cock he’d been fantasizing about.He suddenly felt the overwhelming need to get laid. He started chatting up a surprised but delighted forty-something man with a paunch. As the man later unlocked his apartment door, he turned to Jimmy and whispered, “I want you to use me as your whore. Use me hard and rough.”Not a problem, Jimmy thought, and even took a perverse pleasure in the man’s. For him it only meant another long weekend andlots of follow up paperwork. Almost as if on queue his secure cell phonewent off on his belt.He waited patiently till the audible chirp told him that the cipher keyhad been accepted on both ends before speaking, "Hello, This is SpecialAgent K speaking." He wasn't surprised that it was his young anxiousrecruit. He listened to her tempted to interrupt, but he relented andjust waited for her to run out of steam. "-So since you're the senior officer. November 1899.Privately Printed.For Mature Readers.***1: Bigus Dickus."Good God almighty," the woman exclaimed as she stood there in the doorway holding a pile of freshly ironed laundry for her new lodger. Remembering her station, she put a hand to her mouth in embarrassment. "Forgive my intrusion, Sir."Mrs. Hoopenlicker was not one to stand on ceremony and always spoke her mind. Twice widowed and once forsaken, the woman had the benefit of wit, wisdom, and life experience. Or so she thought as.