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Do you know James Bond 006, the one who defeated Dr.

God and his Amazons in previous adventures such as you were able to

in James Bond 006 number 1, edited by the famous Prestige Collection, of which

you are, I'm sure, a thrilling amateur.

James Bond, the man who bands faster than his shadow, the inventor of the

automatic and adjustable co -hit.

The episode of its tumultuous existence, which I will tell you about, takes

place in June 1986, when he was working with O .S. Sex 69 for the account of

Linda Lovelace, former porn star, who became special agent of President

They were like two brothers, O .S. Sex 69 and James Bond, united like the

fingers of the hand, or more precisely, in the two holes of the Soviet spies.

Go ahead.

But after beating up all the women of James Bond, the infamous O .S. Sex 69

became a transphuge and submitted to be sodomized for the KGB under the false

identity of Tchernikov. In other words, we had him in the ass. Especially since

we had believed that he had completely disappeared by wanting to get into the

vagina of one of our particularly gluttonous spies.

Ugh.

um um

Uh -huh.

Comrade Olga, let's open Comrade Tchernikov's.

Yes, Comrade Chief.

So, Comrade Tchernikov?

This is Comrade Pastorski.

Hello, Comrade Chief.

Come right away, Comrade Chief.

I have a mission of the highest importance for you.

He's lying!

That's what I do.

I'll be there as soon as I'm done.

Ugh.

Bye.

Comrade Olga, a primordial comrade, Aldous.

Oui, comrade Jeff.

Comrade Aldous.

Hello, Comrade Chef.

Come to my dacha right now.

But I'm on leave.

Comrades, you must not know.

The people are in trouble.

Take Jean, Chef.

uh uh

Wow.

Hello, Comrade Bolga.

Hello, Comrade Chernikov. Is the Chief Comrade here?

You have to be patient, Comrade.

He was on the phone with the Comrade President.

That's very good.

We can both take care of it.

Last time, I waited two hours.

The habit that O .S.

Sex69 had taken with James Bond to share their conquests did not leave him

alone.

Becoming Chermicor, he ensured the complicity of Aydor to kiss with

the female personnel of the KGB.

I'm going to shoot the cops.

In the house.

We're going to do it this way.

I'm going to shoot them all in my office.

Now, boss?

Right now!

I'm going to shoot the cops.

I'm going to shoot them all in my office.

I'm going to shoot them all in my office.

I'm going to shoot them all in my office. I'm going to shoot them all in

office.

I'm going to shoot them all in my office.

I'm going to shoot them all in my office.

Oh.

Comrade.

Comrade, I have two missions of the highest importance for you.

Comrade.

Golf.

You go on the Persian Gulf with the agent Panarovic.

Comrade Olga, you will give it to me.

Come on, comrade.

Comrade Aldorf, the agent Angle 006 is on vacation in

Normandy.

The mission entrusted to Chernikov was not simple.

He had to approach Damorel Sodo, emir of Sodomy, in the Turkish Empire, who,

when they banded, in order to obtain that his oil no longer flowed for the

account of the beautiful American spy, whom he had fallen deeply in love with,

but for the Soviet Union, which, although in the midst of a presidential

erection, no longer made anything flow from its dried wells.

Amen.

Amen.

oh oh

Hmm.

Pendant ce temps, James Bond se prélassait dans sa résidence normande en

compagnie d 'une call girl qui avait appris l 'art de la pipe chez Madame St

-Claude.

Oh, my God.

Yeah.

Ah.

Dans l 'avion qui le menait en sodomie, Tchernikov ne put s 'empêcher d 'avoir

un regard pour la charmante passagère qui, envoyée en l 'air en même temps que

lui au fur et à mesure que l 'avion décollait, était en réalité une des plus

redoutables espionnes d 'Amour El Sodo.

It was during a beautiful sunny afternoon that Tchernikov landed in the

Gulf to embark on the exhausting mission that the KGB had entrusted to him.

uh oh

His power of seduction did not lack to operate immediately, and he was very

quickly surrounded by a nest of dream creatures, which were only concerned,

this precise moment, to throw themselves at his feet to make him take it.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Saying that it was difficult for Tchernikov to be led on the sumptuous

Amour El Sodo would be exaggerated, because the creatures, irresistible, did

resist him.

The resistance to defeat the guards charged with the protection of Amour El

was quickly reduced to nothing by a few jets of mortal sperm.

I'm sorry.

ah ah ah

Amour El Sodo, as his name indicates, or rather, Amour El Sodo, as his name does

not indicate, was a fervent fan of the magic twig.

Tchernikov, decidedly irresistibly attracted by the sharing of a woman

two men, could not help but go to beat the creature, feverishly pumping at

Sodo.

The two girls, alone,

They tried to comfort themselves by caressing each other.

But having no habit of this practice, they did not achieve much.

Ah!

ah ah ah

No!

While Tchernikov progressed as quickly between the asses of the creatures of

dreams as in the investigation that had been entrusted to him, James Bond 006

was looking for inspiration in the aspiration that his sex was savoring.

Such a formidable weapon needed to be staked, to shine, to shine like the

of a sword.

Oh.

But let's go back to Aldor, the other KGB agent in charge of going to

James Bond.

To his nature, he had preferred not to attack alone the famous secret spy and

ensure the complicity of Dr. God and his Amazons.

The Dr. God, creature with rebounding form, set out on a mission accompanied

his brightest fighters.

who, although of lesbian origin, had recently opted for bisexuality.

The battalion, thus formed, approached the residence of James Bond in order to

obtain its definitive destruction by total sexual exhaustion.

Thank you.

Totally devoted to the KGB, Tchernikov doubled his efforts to get from Sodo to

Sodo, his Megomor in the corner of the lip, to the end of his mission.

What he later said to his admirers, in his most dangerous missions, Tchernikov

was the man of Sodo -Mego -Mor.

Sodo -Mego -Mor, for those who have not yet understood the tactic of Tchernikov,

borrowed from the ancient history of espionage.

Thank you.

Oh.

Oh, God.

So hot. So hot.

And I'm not. You make me move.

Just in.

Tchernikov had almost reached the goal of his mission.

He did not doubt that at the other end of the world, James Bond, his former

accomplice, was about to undergo the most formidable trial of his already

career.

He continued to have a good time with his own daughters of Amour El Sodo.

The latter, moreover, was delighted to have found in Tchernikov such a perfect

sexual accomplice and had indeed given him all his trust and his favors.

The war strategy of the Amazons of Dr. God and Daldor was clear and the attack

became imminent.

Tchernikov, during this time, continued to party joyfully with the two daughters

of Amorel Sodo.

The strategy of Dr.

God consisted of approaching without noise as close as possible to James Bond

order to create a surprise effect.

Under the formidable influence of Tchernikov, Amour El Sodo became totally

lubricated and delivered himself to two guilty incestuous practices, joining

Tchernikov and his two daughters for a joyful party at four.

Ah!

In Normandy, the assault was given and all the women were screaming like a lone

man on the poor James Bond.

whose perfectly -assisted weapon allowed him to dare to sodomize all these

beautiful fighters.

Yeah.

Oh, oh, oh.

Mmm. Mmm.

Oh. Oh.

What Dr.

Gode had not foreseen, and Adolf too, is that sex has no uniform, no borders,

and very quickly there was confusion.

Then the cordial intercourse between sexes mingled in the sole search, not of

tears, but of absolute pleasure.

The forest you walk, your legs will shout.

They try to make you talk.

When your throat was too

dry, you learned from the top.

A template going down again.

Following an old pen.

Lots of ink.

That's the right thing.

Sure is.

When I recognized feelings.

I

wrote

down.

From a tortured mind.

Deeper. Deeper.

Deeper. Deeper. Deeper. Deeper. Deeper. Deeper.

Deeper. Deeper. Deeper.

Deeper. Deeper.

Deeper.

Deeper.

Thank you.

What?

Thank you.

Bye. Bye.

Thank you.

He meets the naked actress who was born with me.

She moves up to Eli and says, Eli, please.

Eli.

smile. You know it heals me for a while.

It opens me up real wide so I can see for a mile.

Cause my valuable time sometimes attacks me.

But now you are here with a smile that helps me.

Tchernikov quickly completed his mission with Amour El Sodo, borrowed his

sailboat, then the jet made available by the KGB to join Halldorf and his

Amazons in order to help them destroy James Bond.

But what a lack of psychology on the part of the KGB!

It was quickly forgotten that Tchernikov had been James Bond's enemy for many

years when he worked with him under his true identity, OS -69.

So, my socialist friend, rather than kidnapping me, wouldn't you prefer to

the pleasures of the West? My government will be more pleased than to give you

political asylum.

When the two former accomplices met again,

Perfection.

James Bond and Tchernikov found in Dr.

Gode the love of the male sex and the taste of the sperm, which they gave with

extreme generosity.

Comrade Olga, c 'est lamentable.

Nos camarades agents sont passés à l 'ouest.

Ils préfèrent le Coca -Cola.

Ils me préfèrent vodka.