I've seen my share of teeny dicks. You know the one's where you can't really tell if they are in? Those creep me out. But what's even scarier are the massive, pulsating monsters - like the 400 cocks collected in The Big Penis Book. These seem more like a torture devices than a tool for love-making. No, I'm not into having my insides skewered thank you very much. I'll take your average five inch willy any day (preferably one that's not too veiny, symmetrical, and with a slightly upwards curvature).
KARLEY
KARLEY