He strolls down the alley. He raps on the door with his cane. He enters the brothel, the stench of death is so strong. "Where are my girls?"
Mr. Schneider was already rock hard before the conveyor belt started to move. One by one they start to pop out the flaps. "I'll take that darling, sweetheart, who's two weeks dead."
"What a lovely choice, sir. I'll just prepare her in your room now." Mr. Schneider enters with some champagne. He pours two glasses and sits on the bed. "I must tell you just how lovely you look tonight, my princess."
He tips champagne into her rotting mouth, then he kisses and bites at her full lips. Her bottom lip then detaches in his mouth and this seems to excite him.
He tears her silk gown, exposing her large breasts. The grey skin is slipping from her rotten nipples. He tongues them, kisses his way down to her hole. It's fly-blown and covered with pus.
He growls her out and cops a mouthful of maggots. He thrusts his swollen genitals into her. He fucks her for 12 minutes. Pulling out, he jizzes onto her gaping anus and smashed vagina.
"You dear thing, forever in my heart."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
