Addendum to yesterday's post:
If my phone had been ringing off the hook in response to yesterday's blog, it would have either been skeptical readers with a bone to pick, namely that the implied suggestion that I had a dick I could sling over my shoulder was a lie, or sexual libertines anxiously requesting their chance to find out how big it was in the most personal way. But it wasn't. Ringing, I mean.
Still, some sort of clarification seems in order. The reason a penis enlarger is the last thing in the world I need is because I've never been about the size. I'm average height, and proportional - thus my package has never extended much more than the average length and that's okay. For me, anyway. I have never believed that when people are 'together' average proportions equate to average mutual pleasure, so the thought of wasting even a moment of my life in an attempt to swell up that which swells up just fine by itself - particularly with plastic implements - is a non-starter.
So there it is. Size does matter, I suppose, but not to me, and not, apparently, to most of the girls and women I have known in that function. I've been told it seems big, but I'm sure someone was just stroking me. I'm glad I cleared that up, whether or not anyone reads these blogs.
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You find the funniest things out by the curb on garbage day eve. When I went to check on my cans, to see how many of the locals had used my recycling can for their baggies of dogshit (and don't get me started on my thoughts on picking up hot fresh turds with only a 1/100th of an inch thick plastic lining between a hand and the turd) I found something really special. There it was, in a clean gray plastic shopping bag: A brand-new pack of "Manbound" metal cock rings (3-pack, 1.5", 1.75" and 2" rings, $12.99), only missing one ring; the tiny one. But that was just the teaser; the prize was a brand-spanking-new FIRE PUMP penis enlarger (with High Intensity Super Suction, $24.99).
Now, the last thing I need is a penis extender, but it might be interesting to see if I can get into one of the steel rings sometime although I'm not sure what they're good for. As for the FIRE PUMP, my best friend can be a real dick so I'm certain I'll be able to think of someone who might appreciate the FIRE PUMP this Christmas!
If my phone had been ringing off the hook in response to yesterday's blog, it would have either been skeptical readers with a bone to pick, namely that the implied suggestion that I had a dick I could sling over my shoulder was a lie, or sexual libertines anxiously requesting their chance to find out how big it was in the most personal way. But it wasn't. Ringing, I mean.
Still, some sort of clarification seems in order. The reason a penis enlarger is the last thing in the world I need is because I've never been about the size. I'm average height, and proportional - thus my package has never extended much more than the average length and that's okay. For me, anyway. I have never believed that when people are 'together' average proportions equate to average mutual pleasure, so the thought of wasting even a moment of my life in an attempt to swell up that which swells up just fine by itself - particularly with plastic implements - is a non-starter.
So there it is. Size does matter, I suppose, but not to me, and not, apparently, to most of the girls and women I have known in that function. I've been told it seems big, but I'm sure someone was just stroking me. I'm glad I cleared that up, whether or not anyone reads these blogs.
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You find the funniest things out by the curb on garbage day eve. When I went to check on my cans, to see how many of the locals had used my recycling can for their baggies of dogshit (and don't get me started on my thoughts on picking up hot fresh turds with only a 1/100th of an inch thick plastic lining between a hand and the turd) I found something really special. There it was, in a clean gray plastic shopping bag: A brand-new pack of "Manbound" metal cock rings (3-pack, 1.5", 1.75" and 2" rings, $12.99), only missing one ring; the tiny one. But that was just the teaser; the prize was a brand-spanking-new FIRE PUMP penis enlarger (with High Intensity Super Suction, $24.99).
Now, the last thing I need is a penis extender, but it might be interesting to see if I can get into one of the steel rings sometime although I'm not sure what they're good for. As for the FIRE PUMP, my best friend can be a real dick so I'm certain I'll be able to think of someone who might appreciate the FIRE PUMP this Christmas!
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deuteranopia:
Or you haven't watched enough pornography.
deuteranopia:
No, SG is pretty tame in terms of porn. I wouldn't call myself a connoisseur, or anything, but I have seen my fair share of it. I mean, come on, I'm in the military.