On Saturday mornings, when the weather turns a bit shit, there is an terrible lot of placing in the condo that goes down. In most cases, for the interval of these lengthy, indolent stretches of time, as you sip your espresso and flick by Tumblr, you turn to search out your shapely wife planking, stretching and doing a bit yoga. In puny or no clothing.
A puny little bit of Rod Stewart for that ass.
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