Here's a thought:
Maybe, if the size of your penis is so important to you or if it fills you with anxiety and concern, …. maybe, just maybe, that is but the tip – excuse the pun - of some bigger, submerged inadequacy iceberg.
Here’s a little secret about women that might be true…or not:
Women are inspired into orgasm.
If you manage to mimic or if you somehow, through no effort on your part, manage to represent some ideal they value and have been brought up to admire (physical or otherwise), no matter how pathetic, stupid, cruel or small you might be, you’ll be everything to them.
A man fertilizes and so must prove himself.
His mind is adaptive and strategic.
A woman filters and so must intuitively see through fakery and seek out the ideal she’s been indoctrinated into, and then she wants to impregnate, gestate and reproduce it.
She wants to be a vehicle for the birth of something better.
She’ll gush Niagara Falls if you can convince her that you are the closest thing to the ideal, she thinks of as superior.
Your penis will merely be the physical projection of your spirit and she will milk it and worship it just as long as it promises to give her the opportunity to be the instrument of your continuance.