
Originally Posted by
carmen63
I've been away for a few days but it seems these threads havn't really lost any momentum.
I've been thinking for some time now and I've come to the following conclusion. When I was a girl, if I didn't get exactly what I asked for for Christmas I would always rationalize that it was okay...that it WAS what I wanted for Christmas. I think that's what a lot of women do...they rationalize in favor of what they have, or what they end up with. Now my current boyfriend has a 22 inch ****, and frankly its starting to wear thin. That is, I need something bigger if I am going to be satisfied. About 10 years ago the biggest guy I ever had was about 14 inches and after I was stretched out, I began to crave bigger. But I consoled myself with the fact that he had money too, and a full head of hair. 10 years later and I'm more honest with myself. The truth is: the only thing that MATTERS is SIZE. I don't care if he beats me, or hurts my children, or cheats on me or whatever. If he's big enough so that my vagina must stretch to accomodate, then that's all that matters (in fact, I HOPE he beats me...it makes the sex better, you know?) Anyway, a girlfriend of mine is dating a guy with over 30 inches (she claims that he's got 38", but she's prone to exaggerate, so I'm guessing its around 34" or so). Anyway, he's been checking me out for the past few days, so I think I'll give him a call... This time, I fear that it might actually come out my mouth!!! lol!! (I hope it does!)
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