If You Match You Cannot Come With Us

Let’s take an exercise class
But I don’t have clothes that match!
That does not matter, look at your ass.
Okay I agreed and I began loading my hatch.

We ended up bringing another sister along.
I told her if she matched she would have to pay our fee.
In thirty minutes we were doing every exercise wrong.
The instructor laughed so hard, she gave us our lessons for free.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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