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A Vampire's Song by COUNT ORLOK the Bat

Yes, it's the fifth in the COUNT ORLOK series! Ah! Sweet Death comes slowly    to my poor victims, As I suck their lifeblood    through their gargling screams. How I enjoy their cries   for mercy and compassion, Just before I give them   eight inches up the rump. CHORUS  (Sung to the tune of "Rawhide") Thrusting, thrusting, thrusting, Though the smell's disgusting Yeeha! I'm evil beyond measure And I gain my evil pleasure Through rain and wind and weather, My shit-splattered cock will never Forget the pangs of pleasure Inside...inside... Yeeeeee-Hawwww!!!!" *[Orlok wipes crap off vampiric dick and flies off, the wnd whistling through his gaping zip.]*
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Written by
edna-sweetlove
Published
Jan 20, 2015
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28·105
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#explicit#humour#vampires#sodomy
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