A man returned from work one night and heads straight to the bedroom and started making love to his wife. When done, he went to the kitchen and got some cold water only to find his wife there, also looking for something in the fridge.
He asked his wife how did she get to the kitchen so quickly when they had just finished making love. His wife screamed: “WHAT…..WHAT His wife screamed: “WHAT…..WHAT LOVE?!!! That was my mother in the bedroom, she was tired when she arrived so I let her sleep in our room. Pissed off, she ran to her mother and asked her why didn’t she say anything when her husband was making love to her. Mother replied: “You know me and your husband dont talk”.
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