Eight A.N. like every morning a new working day starts For me to aberrate, abuse, scare an sodomize that bunch Of useless swine old cracks. Preys serve as flesh for a pervert, Twisted, sick and upset mind. It makes me feel energetic to Watch how they suck each time I put my cock into their mouths After taking their worn out and old false teeth away. I am a grateful person so I reward them with walking sticks Into their flabby and wrinkled asses. The crutches are reserved For dried and maltreated vaginas. Sometimes I have to try Hard but I always get it. If I watch little signs of pain in their Faces by any chance I get more furious and I subject them To extreme and atrocious beatings. Sticks, chairs, zimmers Are used incessantly. After the severest and most aberrant Bestialities some of them don’t survive, today several of Those sights are waiting for me. I am enjoying myself For sure! Without realizing time has past and I have to Postpone it, but I can’t. I think I am leaving like this, Without punishing a few of you. I stick these pens in you And with your eyes extracted from their sockets. I play and Stamp them. We are giving it up for today. Fuck! I didn’t get satisfied but don’t worry motherfuckers, We will continue tomorrow.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
