The hardest part

The thought of sex prompted Marcus to look down. He didn’t need to, he could feel it. Checking inside his trousers, the only part of him for which wrinkliness might be acceptable was the only part over which the skin was tight as a drum!

He had an enormous erection that wouldn’t go away.

It was the first time in many, many years he had seen it that way and now he couldn’t do anything with it!

He’d been impotent for years, getting his sexual thrills through Internet pornography of a particularly unsavoury nature.

It had probably killed his wife...