EXCERPT – There were times when we were a good five minutes into physical activity when he did manage to obtain an erection and he'd go limp. He'd shrivel up to the size of a miniature raisin that had been soaked in rum overnight. One time he was drunk when it happened and he garbled, "You not suckin`it right! You only get an honorable mention! Go for the gold!" Then he farted. I thought I didn't turn him on anymore.
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