Choked In Anal Soil
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Choked In Anal Soil
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Hit in the back of the head
Unconscious, but not dead
Dragged into the dark woods
Soiled in dirt and roots
He's digging a deep hole
He will make her to his Ghoul
Unconscious beside the grave
Never to be saved
He loves beautiful women
But he's so ugly he can't get them
He hates himself and masturbates
To porn he downloads from the net
But he's sick and tired of it
Now he wants some real action
Hurt her in the back of the head
Covered by dirt, not dead
He is howling at the moon
About to take a dumb soon
Strapped down hard she cannot move
Her mouth forced open wide
She thought she was so fine and royal
Now she's choked in anal soiled
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