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Blind Date

I tighten your chain, between shackle and floor, kissing your lips, for it's you I adore. pulling the table tight to your waist, I'll allow you some dinner, but only a taste... Now that we've eaten, it's time for desert, the heart of your flower is where I revert. your redolence is musty, it smells quite used, As I take your love, your mind I abuse... The chain pulls taught, as you're bent over my lap, I start slapping your ass, much more than a tap. you start to whimper, as your wetness curtails, I throw you to the floor, and your wrists I now nail... Crimson red... pools on the floor, as you tear your flesh, watching the gore. as I drive deeper into the warmth of your slice, I unleash my seed, instilling new life... Stop your screaming, as I pull out the nails, you've run your course, true love prevails. I met you tonight, as pretty as can be, now clotted and congealed, you're just right for me... Take this black rose, as a memory of our date, for our encounter, has sealed your fate. was it good for you...or was it too lame? next time you blind date, Google his name... Worn and broken with not a tear left, your eyeliner ran, there's sweat on your chest. removing your blindfold, you look at my eyes, you're right in your guess, the devil's alive...
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michael-gagain
American
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Mar 10, 2014
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