A number of years ago I dated George and things went great initially. We really got along and everything but when I found out his small dinky doodle (he called it that) I knew it would never last. The moment I saw it I was in shock and then had to fight from getting sick. I absolutely did not touch it but instead made an excuse saying I wasn’t ready while he begged saying it “grew bigger” but when he got hard it was maybe 3 inches long.
He said, “I promise my dinky doodle grows into a big hot Hispanic cock!” Yeah that didn’t happen though and days later I dumped him via text message because he wasn’t even worth a phone call. What a disgusting memory to have. His loser dick should be locked up forever to keep this from happening again. Dick Size Matters!
