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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

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

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a taste, which enlightens my curiousity for cannibalism. seeing your brains on the pavement, i know now, this was much more than a quick kill for 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

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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