The Question Box

A twisted remake of Gold Finger..

"The name is Bond, James Bond." Sean Connery smiles at Pussy Galore.
Bond is being taken to Gold Finger's ranch in a small plane.
Pussy is the pilot.
"Oh? You're that British secret agent." Ann Francis smiles back.
"How did you know that? Did Blow Job tell you?" James Bond looks worried.
Pussy laughs, "You use the same name on every assignment."
Sean is royally pissed, "Who's flying the plane?"

"I have a copilot, Lucinda Dickey. Your cute." Ann tickles Sean.
He jumps back as she grabs his crotch, "You have a vice-like grip."
Ann uses her judo to pull Bond's trousers down.
"You're insane!" he purses his lips to kiss Pussy.
Pussy latches on to bonds lad with her iron grip and pumps him hard.

"Thank you Pussy for the high job." Gold Finger steps out from the toilet.
Gold Finger handcuffs Bond and pushes him over the seat.
"What the hell are you doing?" Bond squirms as Pussy tighten his belt buckle around his ankles.
"Why do you think they call me Gold Finger?" Gold Finger probes Bond's British end.
"Oh my God!" Sean clenches his teeth with every thrust from Gold Finger.
Ann kisses Sean, "Don't worry I'm still pumping your lad."
Gold Finger's face is beat red as he climaxes, "You're as tight as Fort Knox!"

Bond haulers as Gold Finger dips OO7's balls in hot gold.
Bond is flipped over to reveal his golden cock and balls.
Ann massages his hairy chest, "Now that's a hot set."
She administers anesthesia in a hypodermic instantly knocking out Bond.
"Toss him out over Vagas." Gold Finger chuckles, "He can cash in his chips."
Pussy asks Lucinda to fly lower and Bond is dropped into a large fountain.
The Grand Slam scam is successful.

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