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I’m not Willy Wonka, so I don’t sugarcoat shit. “You’re pushing fifty, Dad.”
And I don’t mean huge in a porn-star dick kind of way. I mean huge in a it’s legitimately alarming and science should probably study him kind of way. “Jesus.” Swear it grows bigger the longer I stare at it. “What the fuck do you feed that thing?”
It looks like my freaking vagina was massacred by Phoenix’s giant dick.
“Let me put it this way. If I was on fire, and the only way to extinguish it was to have sex with you…I’d beg someone to pour gasoline on me.”
It’s another reminder that even though pain can fade…it never really goes away.
