There goes a creepy stranger - on The Seventh Avenue. He follows her track - Shout out a quack - hiding behind a statue. Armed with shiny razorblades - and a hidden stiletto. Licking through his eyes - nothing to disguise - confuses her inner memo. He was dying to strangle her, by looking through a blurry mask. A playful thought of his greedy pleasure, to perform his evil task.
The stench of her soaked panties - the desire becomes so stronger. Running for her life - Stumble on a knife - Any stressful fear? No longer! Drags her body in the bushes - a frustrating moan starting to shout. Ramming his dick - til he feels sick - an anxiety roar fades out.
The idea was to strangle her, by looking through a blurry mask. Not to fuck her filthy corpse, nor perform a necro-task. There goes a creepy stranger - on The Seventh Avenue. No remorse he never feels - hiding behind a statue.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
