Wrinkled hot dogs and tacos

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It's is 10 am on a Saturday morning, lynda and Tony and lay in bed together, both awake just lay there waiting for the motivation to get up, when suddenly lynda turns to face Tony, when she rolls her tits slap to one side making her spazzed hip even worse, lynda expression was consequential while Tony's looked more fatigue as his eyes were still adjusting to the morning sun blaring thought the thin linen drapped infront on the window
"We need to talk" expressed lynda strongly
"What about my darling" mutterd Tony quietly uninterested in what lynda had to say
"We NEED to have sex or were getting a divores" bellowed the 4,11 woman
Tony's eyes suddenly widened aggressively
"Thank fuck mate, im gay"

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