I remember those nights we spent above the stars Moaning and fucking like we always do Just me Just you But you had to bring the goat into my life Those juicy goats I'd rather fuck myself Than to fuck him, Shave his head Fuck the dirty goat, I love his sun dried goat bag Testically challenged, but still hard Nicole you light my fire, Fucking with you is my desire Get that goat traded for an old man Wrinkley and moth bally Lick his old dried scrotum, then smile and swallow I wish it was me who was inside your mind Destroying all I can find As I spread your legs and send my dick undercover You take all of it in shuttering Get off of me old man, Stop it agggggggg The old man looks at me and says "I'm gonna sit back relax, grab your girl grab your pole, lets take a trip to the old bunghole" And smiles as his limp dick rises HELP US AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBirth sign: Aries
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