Realizing it was time, I quickly gulped down the breakfast and headed to the police station.While on the road, memories started running through my hea.... Me and Aadesh weren’t always this distant. We lived happily with our daughter in a vast bungalow in Hyderabad. But as fate had it, my daughter succumbed to cancer which hit Aadesh much deeper than me, so much so that he had lost all love for the materialistic aspects.He was so annoyed with the relatives pity-visiting us every hour and so one. “Oh my son, what a cock you have…”, her words and the stroke that she was giving me on my shaft kept on sending sexual signals to my neuron that helped the adrenaline pump more and more blood into my shaft for a long time.It was almost 20 minutes and mom was amazed at the erection time of my cock.“Oh beta, how do you last this long? It has been 20 minutes and I still haven’t seen your precum yet!”“Is it mom? How much time would dad last? Aahhh… yesss…yeah mom… hit that spot again!”“Haha. Your. I’m sorry my love, but my wish is to have a wife 30 years younger than me.”The wife, and the fairy, were deeply disappointed, but a wish is a wish. So the fairy waved her magic wand and Poof!...The husband became 92 years old.The moral of this story: Men who are ungrateful bastards should remember fairies are female...These are compliments of J & B.Work was a woman’s job, but one evening, Kathy arrived home from work to find the children bathed, one load of laundry in the washer and another in. Mr. Rogers was a strange looking critter; he was exceedingly tall and angular and thin as a reed, but his head was discordantly round and flat as a pie plate. Looking at his thin body and large, rotund head, I suddenly thought how apt it was that he greatly resembled the dicks that he treated. The thought made me grin waspishly, and I wondered if any of his other patients had made the same observation. He strode purposefully around to his side of the desk and sank into his leather chair like a.