Your fevered fascination with the status of my sexual abilities and proclivities is very wholesome. I am married though. I wish I was progressive enough to move into an open relationship, but my tiny penis status has me worried that venturing outside of the safe familiar might lead to heartbreak. Not just for me…but for you, so desperate as you are for my love. Shakesman can’t have written a better prose of a star-crossed lovers, one pining for a throbbing penis in their juicy mouth, the other, woefully unable to help their Lion friend.
