Men are supposed to have cocks. It’s your manhood, the ‘family jewels’, your precious future legacy maker. You’re supposed to have confidence in locker rooms and be a sure bet at the bar. Ideally, every woman you bring home should be raving about your junk and how it turned her into a complete nympho. Naturally, she would then tell all her friends and women would be literally tracking you down to get a taste. Right? Eh, only for some of you. For the rest of you, that’s an unacheiveable dream, a fantasy you’ve only heard of happening for others. Never you. When they were passing out boy parts, you got screwed. That’s actually a cruel joke, because your lack of equipment is literally the kiss of death. Others will be screwing. Not you, hon. Not you. You’re a pindick.

Pindick For Life

You can either live your life in denial and fib a few extra inches when a Mistress asks your size, or you can accept the truth! Your pindick can’t be fixed, so you might as well hand it over and let me do what I want. Lock it up, tease and deny or maybe even a sad ruined orgasm? It’s up to me and why not? You’re not getting any other attention from women, no one wants to fuck you and it can get pretty lonely sitting home alone. So call me up and let’s play with your pindick. Between my naughty fantasies and domonant desires, you might just get a a taste of what it feels like to be a real man. For once!