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I can only get it up when I am fantasising about gently rubbing lime with maybe a little bit of pepper on to the underside of my ballsack. Women don't do it for me anymore. I have punctured oranges and watermelons with my penis and I'm afraid that I have violated some kind of trust between myself and the selection of fruits and veggies I house, perhaps they know?
I can't look people in the eye anymore because I can tell they know what a dirty fruit-♥♥♥♥♥♥ I am. I'm so ashamed. I know this sounds ridiculous but I'm entirely serious I need help.