I would love it if Simon Cowell had a massive man meat and crazy, insane pipe game because I’ve fantasized about us spending time together at his house, with his heated floors and closets full of white t-shirts. As much as I like his sense of humor and sex appeal, I see him being rather lazy in bed. It sucks because in my mind, I’ve always imagined Simon and I sitting to have dinner at one of those incredibly long tables in his house. Somehow, a few glasses of wine too many and we end up making space on the table and getting down right there.
A girl can dream!!
My magical cock sensor is telling me 8 or 9 inches.