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For the next 24 hours, it was like the Sexual Olympics in our bedroom…
Round after round, in every position we could think of…including positions I don’t even think had been invented…
It was raw, animal lust. I’d never seen my wife so turned on! She craved me inside of her, begging for more, wanting it deeper, harder, faster…
And I delivered…unleashing all of the frustrations and shame I’d felt during my ED days…
PROVING to myself and to my wife, over and over, that my manhood wasn’t only back…I was a better, stronger, more potent man and more powerful lover than ever before!
When you have ED, it basically means that you can’t get enough blood down to your penis to make it expand for an erection.
Now, this doesn’t sound THAT hard to fix…but there is so much money being made by the pharmaceutical giants, with their pills and pumps and other so-called ED treatments…that they don’t want to provide a permanent cure.
Why would they want to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs?
So I knew I had to figure this out on my own…
I switched up my diet, eliminating all unhealthy foods and eating cinnamon, ginger, cloves, Ginseng, and other roots, fruits, and weird herbs that were supposed to somehow treat ED…
And since alcohol and cigarettes are said to be a big reason behind ED, I swore off drinking. (I was never a smoker.)
When none of those things helped, I booked an appointment with an urologist. He stared down at his clipboard, listened to me for all of 15 seconds, and sent me home with a prescription for Viagra.
I hated the whole idea of having to take a drug to perform my duties as a husband…
I was also turned off by having to secretly slip into the bathroom and take a pill half an hour in advance, and then wait for it to kick in.
But I tried it anyway (without telling Charlene), because I was desperate to save our marriage…
And although it sort of worked, the sex… it just didn’t feel right.
A few minutes into it, I could feel my blood pressure soaring and a pounding in my ears. I was stiff as a board, but I couldn’t climax no matter how long we went for, and afterwards, I was up all night with a headache.
After a few more awkward and uncomfortable Viagra-fueled sessions, my wife wanted to know what was up.
And so I reached into the nightstand…my face bright red from a combination of the Viagra and the burning shame and guilt I was feeling…and I showed her the pill bottle.
I felt like a cheater, because that’s basically what I was doing with my wife…aking pills behind her back, relying on a drug just to try to fake my way through sex with her.
I went straight to the bathroom, and after promising her and myself that I’d never take those pills anymore, I flushed the rest of them down the toilet.
What the heck was I doing? I needed to take drugs just to make love to my wife? The whole idea of it was humiliating for me, and downright insulting for her…
But that wasn’t the worst of it… not by a longshot..