Besedila:
Waking The Cadaver Perverse Recollections Of A Necromangler

your pucking up your lips for a sparying Fresh shave on my piece, babe im always ready, but just cause we fucked a few times doesn't mean were going to

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: The best part of waking up is a new night to capture, Scaring piles of pussy meat awaiting my rapture. pulsing, dripping, wet, warm, and here for

: Forced deep into the separated cranium of a crusty used up slut: my gigantic rod. Swollen member penetrating her now empty eye sockets, and all other

eat. Dripping and slipping and oozing and flowing with spit. This vile slit. Will ghost ride my prick. Blood pours from her tender throat. I left her bound to a

your pucking up your lips for a sparying Fresh shave on my piece, babe im always ready, but just cause we fucked a few times doesn't mean were going to

you see my face. a blow to the skull, i make sure your still alive. i only kill quick when necessary, but this is a score i must settle. now is when

eat. Dripping and slipping and oozing and flowing with spit. This vile slit. Will ghost ride my prick. Blood pours from her tender throat. I left her bound to a

instruments My pickaxe, snubnose, the sawnoff, the meatcleaver, the chainsaw You see what the fuck im workin' with? This isn't a dream bitch, to me, your nothing but a