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Stranger In Town

Waiting for the man dressed in black
She straightened up her felt garters
Her gunslinger was quite a man
And kissed her left breast for starters

He doffed his notched and precious piece
And threw her on the tawdry bed
His favorite whore was delighted
And knew she would not end up dead

The gunman then produced his cock
And aimed his prize between her thighs
She knew that it was quite massive
It's barrel wide, but no surprise

He then fucked like a champion
Her screams heard until high midnight
Then he dressed and donned his 38
And headed for his next gunfight.
Written by crowfly
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