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You Got More Than The Meat
I get to the house, you're gone but where?
It's deer season, in the tree stand, he must be there.
Out in the woods I venture nervous and alone.
This place belongs to the animals, it's not my home.
I see the beauty created by nature.
The changing leaves and all the creatures.
I hear gunfire, I'm startled by the sound.
I know you hit your target, another eight point hits the ground.
I follow the sound til a tree stand I find.
You hurry down focused on the deer's body but first you find mine.
You kiss me taking in the heat from my mouth.
You're so sexy in your camouflage, my head goes south.
No time to undress you, I just unzip your pants.
I suck your cock hard but slow, I never pass up the chance.
You stand me up, bending over I grab the tree.
I can tell by your energy, you're about to satisfy me.
You moan as you cum but you don't scream.
You can't scare the animals while you're making me cream.
As I pull up my pants, you gather your gear.
We head home together arm in arm to clean our deer.
You tell me it's the best day you've ever had in the woods.
You got more than the meat, you also got the goods.
It's deer season, in the tree stand, he must be there.
Out in the woods I venture nervous and alone.
This place belongs to the animals, it's not my home.
I see the beauty created by nature.
The changing leaves and all the creatures.
I hear gunfire, I'm startled by the sound.
I know you hit your target, another eight point hits the ground.
I follow the sound til a tree stand I find.
You hurry down focused on the deer's body but first you find mine.
You kiss me taking in the heat from my mouth.
You're so sexy in your camouflage, my head goes south.
No time to undress you, I just unzip your pants.
I suck your cock hard but slow, I never pass up the chance.
You stand me up, bending over I grab the tree.
I can tell by your energy, you're about to satisfy me.
You moan as you cum but you don't scream.
You can't scare the animals while you're making me cream.
As I pull up my pants, you gather your gear.
We head home together arm in arm to clean our deer.
You tell me it's the best day you've ever had in the woods.
You got more than the meat, you also got the goods.
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