The Cursed Night
Your sarcastic smirk can illuminate any ride in the midnight, You take advantage now that he is distracted in his rustic bacchanal to slowly get near his nasty pants, grabbing the real iron in this zoo love scene.
You try to isolate yourself from the disgusting scene happening in front of your eyes, but the scene of he riding a female racoon back with more fleas and bones than the skin, has you mesmerized. The other 11 waiting for their fling. You know he needs to be neutralized.
You cock the hammer, feeling the cold smooth touch of the ranger revolver in your needy hands. And you eagerly squeeze the trigger wanting for his money shot release
The iron rain pierces his cranium, spreading his white content over his scared and shocked coon lovers who stampede into the depths of the forest.
You hear gunshots in the distance coming in this direction; you know that sound, it is the sounds of his men retutning alarmed by the commotion.
You decide to flee riding his horse, it will be useful to you. Like a ghost, you disappear into the night for those frightened men entering directly into the legends of the American West.
Maybe I will make a great bandit, The White cougar. . After say that; you walk away riding the black stallion naked as if you were a new Lady Godiva.
You try to isolate yourself from the disgusting scene happening in front of your eyes, but the scene of he riding a female racoon back with more fleas and bones than the skin, has you mesmerized. The other 11 waiting for their fling. You know he needs to be neutralized.
You cock the hammer, feeling the cold smooth touch of the ranger revolver in your needy hands. And you eagerly squeeze the trigger wanting for his money shot release
The iron rain pierces his cranium, spreading his white content over his scared and shocked coon lovers who stampede into the depths of the forest.
You hear gunshots in the distance coming in this direction; you know that sound, it is the sounds of his men retutning alarmed by the commotion.
You decide to flee riding his horse, it will be useful to you. Like a ghost, you disappear into the night for those frightened men entering directly into the legends of the American West.
Maybe I will make a great bandit, The White cougar. . After say that; you walk away riding the black stallion naked as if you were a new Lady Godiva.