SPH Experiences: The PAWG
By WontReach29. I was 25, working a dead-end IT job in the city, and my sex life was a disaster. Dates fizzled out fast once things got physical—girls would smile politely, make excuses, and ghost me. My cock? Pathetic. Hard, it hit three inches at the most, skinny as a pencil, with balls that barely hung. I’d convinced myself it was enough if I was enthusiastic, but deep down, I knew better. That’s how I ended up on
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