Monty's mum. I know for a fact her mingeage is like a hipsters beard because m told me*.
Imagine being able to do all that mum stuff for real! "yea well, like, last night when I was grimly thrusting my blood gorged glans into yer mum's lubricious, grateful growler".
*when I asked him if it grew wild he did not say that it didn't.
Nonsense c. A GP friend of mine confided in me that 90% of the impotence cases he diagnosed were nothing more than indifference. Your woman is clearly some cantankerous boiler who no longer exudes the pungency of libido.
Get with some randy young tart and you'll have a boner that could drill holes in a brick.