”Which explained more than she could possibly say otherwise, and it called her judgment into serious question.“Bond’s one true love was murdered...by his arch-nemesis, Blofeld. It’s hinted at in later films, such as when Moore’s Bond lays flowers at the grave of ‘Tracey’. That incident is what led to him being a drunk, a gambler, and to taking extreme risks, all of which the British government exploited for their own purposes in the Cold War.”“Oh, come on! Bond is a VICTIM?”I nodded, “He is. The. I hear Lynn moan and I open my eyes to find Jim pulling her ass off the bed. Lynn's tongue leaves my pussy as Jim pulls her into a standing position at the side of the bed. He moves behind Lynn and I watch as his cock begins to slide along her slit, poking against her clit on each stroke. She moans and braces her hands on the bed as her hips push back against him. With a shift of his hips, his cock enters Lynn with a smooth stroke, his hips smacking against her ass. I watch as he fucks her, his. At the same time Erica began showing her pink slit. It was already glistening with her juices.Lacey suddenly closed her legs and said she wanted to see my cock. I looked over at Erica smiling at me, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my raging hard-on. My dick is pretty much average, about six inches long and a normal thickness. Lacey laughed and said it looked good enough to eat. It was Erica's turn to ask John to see his cock. He was more than happy to show her. He unzipped, and pulled out his. Her attention to detail and sheer eroticism always brought me pleasure, so much pleasure since joining the site. Her stories were so imaginative and on several occasions, she brought some of my most intimate fantasies to life.I did the only thing I had to finally give in with my advancing years and put on my glasses, readers actually. It did make reading easier, but it made me feel like a little old librarian with small glasses perched on the end of her nose. But it was a small price to pay to.