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Two things:
(a) anxiety
(b) morning wood is horribly unreliable
I often forget when I wake in the morning that the majority of my erection is from the ten thousand gallons of piss pushing against my bladder, and he seems to be good to go. Oh but what a trickster he is.. if you've ever tried to do penis-related activities when you gotta piss, they fight each other. I want to have sex! No, I want to piss! I want to have sex! No, I want to piss! I want to have sex! No, I want to piss. It's like running the Guantlet to keep the damn thing focused on sex. Better to piss it away and let the sexy lady return it to its glorious grandeur..
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