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On the run, crook at large

Can't afford another charge

Sirens wail, tensions high

Out of breath, need to hide

I come upon an eerie old house of frights

As I approach thunder roars, lightning strikes

I ignore foreboding signs and carry forth

I think I got more than I bargained for

Entryway slowly creaks open wide

Cast aside the chilling qualm and step inside

There she waits, opened blouse

Dusty grey pubic mound

Front door closes shut

I smell her musty cunt

Empty bosoms sway

Fleshy curtains hang

I fall on her bunk

Hands reach in my trunks

Repulsed by her breath

Somehow I'm erect

I try to flee from her clutch but she ensnares

She removes my urine-soaked underwear

Wrinkled head starts to bob

Toothless gums scrape my knob

Now it's time to face the witch and fornicate

Prison time would have been a better fate

Retch and gag, coital stink

Puke and cum, spew in sync