M. that Alley and Hercules were awoken by a loud crash in the back of the house. Hercules ran to investigate the crash barking loudly as he went. Then...there was silence. Alley became very nervous after two minutes that seemed like hours as Hercules had not returned. All of a sudden there was a growl in the doorway and a flash of light as a gun went off. In that brief moment Alley saw Hercules tackle the intruder who ran crashing through the front door as he escaped. Alley shook and cried. It's just so ... unique," she mused."OK. I have done it with the four women. Should I continue?" he asked."Will you hold off for a few days while I observe?" she came back."How do you mean 'observe'?" What I think I need to do to accomplish what the women hired me for is this: I need to see everything that goes on. One of my tasks will be to suggest to you ways to change your behavior that will make you seem more confident, more sophisticated. In other words, more virile. If you think this is. I’m talking about the writers who can’t form a coherent sentence, spell correctly, use the right words, or punctuate anything to save their life. It’s unfortunate, because while you have a great fantasy, story, or idea, it can’t be conveyed because of the communication barrier.Does anyone really believe you have a 19” dick? Do many men actually know their wife’s measurements? Dress size? Maybe. Bra size? Possible. Weight? Never! So why do many stories start out with “she was 5’10, 38dd-26-36. It took less than a minute before I was crying out again, my cock buried deep in her womb. I felt wave after wave of hot cum explode from my cock, coating her pussy with thick hot semen. I rolled her over, sliding my body under hers, then pulling her back on top off me.She leaned up and pressed her lips to mine softly, her tongue flicking across my lips. She had a warm glow about her, one that was strange to me.“Are you ok, Steph.” I asked.“I’m more than ok. God I feel so good. Thank you so.