Passion rejuvenated with Cialis

Heads down for the first time

I was alone, wondering, what it takes to have sex the next time; it would take more than what I had done till then, my efforts at a satisfactory intercourse was failing miserably at each juncture; and with each women, I found that I was getting lazier once the process started. Maybe, I thought, my work was creeping into my head or maybe, insomnia was biting the flesh out of me. And when for the last time I saw my miserable crumbling, I decided that even a routine of rather a fine day had no effect what so ever on guaranteeing my partner the pleasure she intended. I demurred against none and the mortifications I underwent raised not even the least sympathy from the rest. It was however didactic, I had something to learn and then I knew the role Cialis had to play in my life.

Roots to ensure fecundity

Cialis was life; Cialis was what I had missed till then. At times when the passion was at its height I longed hard that an amble by the sea shore could somehow make me realize what my fault was; and sometimes I wished hard that I creep inside some giant cavern so that none would see my disastrous face. I don