Jerzy looked at him for a moment before reaching out and taking his son’s penis in his hand and giving it a subtle squeeze, as if it were a cow’s udder, and he, the farmer. Paul swatted his father’s hand away. “You should thank me for that.” Jerzy stumbled backward but maintained a grin on his face. “Don’t know why you turned out so short, but you definitely owe me for your manhood.”
Wtf this is weird
