Sitronmelde
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8 inch girth? Yes, my wife remembers this well. A few years ago, a doctor gave me Bactrim antibiotic for a uti. It cleared up quickly, and the side effect was an incredibly engorged heavy thick piece of meat, not at all spongy thick like silly vacuum pumping, but hard and usable. My wife never, ever had orgasmed unless she was riding on top, but this time, bent over doggy style, she shouted out her pleasure as I piston-packed her full. I measured that crazy tool, a full eight girth the entire length. Ever since, I wished to make that size permanent, and was bothered by my oval cross section, wishing my urethra could bulge out more along the underside, like it does at the root. However, be careful what you wish for...
Over a 2 years ago, from unknowingly drinking calcium-laced tap water, and chewing Tums whenever I had indigestion, some nasty little stones grew inside, sharp ones. One or two didn't pass, but became imbedded into the urethral lining just a couple inches from the end. Enough scar tissue developed to make peeing difficult. Finally worked up the nerve to see a urologist, who stretched open my poor slit to 20mm diameter to fit their oversized camera far up there. Luckily the only roughness remaining was near the end. But my poor tool... Since adolescence, I had a nice 8½ inch length, that I could pull like taffy to 9. But early this year, it had shrunk a damn inch, but like tightening the rubberband on a toy airplane, my thickness had increased by an inch to 7½ around, but not very comfortable, no more elasticity, I couldn't stretch any fraction longer, and it hurt to even try. Luckily, this problem relaxed some, and my girth gets up to 7 when excited, and down to 6 flaccid. So go ahead and fantasize about tremendous girth, but I'd gladly go back to the old maximum 6½ with good flexibility. With a woman bouncing away on you carelessly, it only takes a second for her to move the wrong way, and *snap*
Over a 2 years ago, from unknowingly drinking calcium-laced tap water, and chewing Tums whenever I had indigestion, some nasty little stones grew inside, sharp ones. One or two didn't pass, but became imbedded into the urethral lining just a couple inches from the end. Enough scar tissue developed to make peeing difficult. Finally worked up the nerve to see a urologist, who stretched open my poor slit to 20mm diameter to fit their oversized camera far up there. Luckily the only roughness remaining was near the end. But my poor tool... Since adolescence, I had a nice 8½ inch length, that I could pull like taffy to 9. But early this year, it had shrunk a damn inch, but like tightening the rubberband on a toy airplane, my thickness had increased by an inch to 7½ around, but not very comfortable, no more elasticity, I couldn't stretch any fraction longer, and it hurt to even try. Luckily, this problem relaxed some, and my girth gets up to 7 when excited, and down to 6 flaccid. So go ahead and fantasize about tremendous girth, but I'd gladly go back to the old maximum 6½ with good flexibility. With a woman bouncing away on you carelessly, it only takes a second for her to move the wrong way, and *snap*
