Russian Spy Agent 0069s Insatiable Lust for Danger and American Women The story: Agent 0069 wakes up in his lavish estate in the Novosibirsk region of Russia. After several relatively "tight" deadlined missions. Agent 69 felt like a new man, after receiving a well deserved vacation from his KGB assignments. His most recent "KILF's" (Kills I Loved Fucking) were from the United States, and Agent 69 has always loved fucking American targets. They give him more pleasure, and he enjoys watching their surprise as he tells them that he is the famed Russian Agent 0069, right before he fucks the life out of them. Agent 69 notices that he has a case of morning wood, which he attributes to his dreams last night, reliving his most recent KILF's. Two Blonde CIA operatives that had perfect hourglass figures. When on vacation, Agent 69 keeps his intense sexual training routine, which he has perfected over his unusually long 20 year career in the KGB. Every day, after waking up, he takes a handful of Viagra, Cialis, Levitra, and a special concoction of Testosterone, and pussy juice to wash them down. He then selects a sex slave to give him a massage and then he fucks for three straight hours. At lunch Agent 69 checks in with his handler at the Cremlin in Moscow for a full body analysis. From 13:00-17:00 he conducts his workout regiment. At night Agent 69 enjoys frequenting clubs and taking young women back to his estate for a "once in a lifetime experience", as his fucking often results in death of the recipient. On the last day of his vacation, Agent 69 receives a red alert from the Cremlin. Agent 69 smiles, even though he enjoys his time off, there is no amount of training that can replace the thrill of field assignments. This red alert requires his immediate presence. He immediately presses a button signaling his chief machanic to prep his personal fighter-jet for immediate takeoff. He gets into his red and black jumpsuit and his AK-47 rifle, just in case he requires hardened defenses that require more "penetration". He climbs up the ladder to his jet and salutes his personal sex slaves that stare at his toned body, which is emphasized by the tight fitting jump suit. "I will deal with each of you when I get back." he proclaims as he shuts the cockpit and begins his preflight checks. After about two minutes the engines ignite and his jet disappears as he activates its top-secret, and expensive cloaking device. …the next moment changed everything
