I didn't send you a message, I posted on a message board. Don't want to be told when your shit stinks? Stay out of public places, especially online.
You know NOTHING about a vagina first-hand. Zilch. You even said your friend told you he fucked a lady. Your friend has some first and second-hand knowledge, perhaps, and that is IF your friend is real, honest, and not guessing/estimating sizes. You have third-party information at best. You know who does have first hand experience with eleven inches? I do. I have a vagina. It has seen objects and a penis that give me that first hand experience. I know for a fact that not even a tiny bit more will EVER fit in me, though I would never assume that another woman could hold as much, nor that another woman couldn't hold even more. Guess what, never-fucks-vaginas? They aren't all the same size!
You don't seem familiar with the anatomy, your story sounds like a lie, and even if your story is true, you can't swear by the main points.
My truck? What about my truck? Hello? Is there anybody home inside your ridiculous little mind?
I'm not sleazy. I'll have you know I'm a highly ethical slut.
I know my body very well, and have used it to the joy and satisfaction of many, many men. I am not ashamed of this, and if I ever give my heart to a man who knows how to keep it, he will benefit greatly from the lessons I've learned paying close attention to each and every one of my scores of past lovers. Each of those men have benefitted from my above-average knowledge and understanding of human anatomy from a clinical, not just sexual, standpoint.
Your petulant tantrum only serves to make you look like a weak, ignorant, impotent, hysterical, little bitch-made cumstain. Clean up on aisle four. I almost stepped on jizz. You're just a worthless little smear, and someday, someone is just gonna mop you up.