I'm perfectly happy to be an undead, layer after layer, of your father’s cum, crusting on your face, you need a fire, perfectly satisfied, with the way things are, just comfortable, to get my piece of pie, I'm just going to sit down, relax, and eat it, this fruit, and its juices, pumping, deep inside of it, is she alive, oh look, mister standards over here, the beasts, and the creepy crawly things, tentacles, in the abyss, have to eat too, whatever, everything in its own time, the stairs will always be there, wet and waiting, so lovely, those pearly gates, spreading open, I see it, your mom’s panties, I got too excited, creaming all over it, are you sure you don’t want some of my wife’s pie, its still warm, the feelings were too much, I strangled her, she’ll be cold soon, no, baby, don’t leave me, why, is this what you would do with your freedom, baby, I’m sorry, I’m a beast, please, at least leave me a baby, a few years from now, I’ll get hungry, hopefully, she’ll keep me satisfied, you’re so gross, pour oil all over your face, holy water, set you on fire, is this what you wanted, daddy, I’m cumming, you gross bitch, this family is disgusting, haven’t you ever heard of a thing, called romance, the hero, on a journey, the beast has taken a lady, slay him, then claim her pussy, no, I’m a gentleman, I’ll do all this for nothing, the devil laughing, humanity, and truth, echoing throughout all of it.

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