Women are afraid of my p**** and rightfully so. They don’t call the destroyer for nothing.
My cousin Emily has enormous t***. About 10 years ago back in Wales we got drunk and somehow or other, at one point I commented on how much they must weigh, she took them out, and I just instinctively cupped one and “weighed” it. That was all, is was just a laugh. But I still j******* thinking about that to this day. I wish we still talked tbh -Chris
If the guys can’t decide on who’s taking me first. Then I decide. Pretty simple. Whoever has the larger sausage wins. Second place gets the overly lubed entrance.
