We are newly dating. You take me out for a wonderful evening. We pulled over in a secluded area and start making out. I reach down to the crotch of your pants, only to grab nothing but material. I keep opening my hand, grabbing and searching for evidence that you are as turned on as I am. I fail miserably.
I finally feel something. I giggle. You have a small penis. I look at you, amused. I slide my hand down your pants and into your underwear. I finally find that little shrimp dick. I nibble on your ear as I start to stroke that hard, teensy nub.
I whisper sweetly, “Aww, you have such a cute little dick!”