“Squeeze for him each time he withdraws, Julie. You will find it spurs deeper and deeper penetration.”
Ms. Monique
The remaining train ride gave me time to think. ‘Poor’ Conrad Applegate has been sentenced to a life of nomadic affection, constantly searching for the woman who can relieve his loins of the male essence. But she would have to be a very special woman.
I can imagine a normal girl’s reaction if and when that wide but stubby, headless manhood initially introduces itself for carnal interaction. I not only shortened it but the bulbous tip, which in the healthy male swells and pressures the love canal where a girl most covets frictioning, is gone.
When erect, Mr. Applegate’s appendage slims at the end like the point of a pencil. No girl
