She leaned forward on her elbows towards George, her chin resting playfully on the back of her right hand as her left hand played with his tie.
"You know," purred Mildred, "I still have urges. I still want you, physically. In fact, even after 60 years of marriage, my tits are getting all hot just thinking about your hands exploring them."
"I'm not surprised," replied George, "one of them is in my porridge and the other one is in my coffee."
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