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sam: @therealsam_p
kanishk: @kanishk__pandey
collin: @chefcollin24
hans:Â you dont get to know
Growing up in the woods of Georgia, Iâve learned many things, however the one thing Iâve learned to value the most is that thereâs nothing more pleasurable than having a successful hunt during deer season.
Think about it - you wake up early at the asscrack of dawn to the sound of the trumpets of heaven, or what the city slickers call âDeer hunting seasonâ. You pack a fat lip from your fresh can of Copenhagen and pound a cup of bitter black coffee that jump-starts your thick veiny tallywacker into next Thursday. You load up your jacked up F-350 Ford Super Duty with all of your hunting gear and peel out into the woods. You set up your deer blind and get settled in as quickly as possible.
Suddenly, you catch a whiff of a lone doe nearby. At that moment your penis starts growing into a raging hard fuck-rod, ready to explode (Kinda like in Lord of the Rings when Frodoâs little sword lights up when thereâs orcs nearby). You look over and there it is - the beautiful, lustful doe standing alone in its glory. You draw an arrow and raise your bow and aim for the perfect spot. You release and the vulnerable doe drops before she even knew what happened.
You drop your bow and quickly strip naked. You jump out of your deer blind and run over to the lifeless doe corpse and pounce on her like flies on dog shit. You mount her with extreme quickness. You use your tobacco spit to lube up your cock and slam your flesh arrow deep into her warm dookie tube, and before you know it youâre pumping her biscuits full of your gravy. You fill her to the brim, marinating all of her organs with your cock-sauce.
After a successful hunt and recovering from the euphoria, you get dressed and drag your marinated dinner back to your truck. You load up and race back home, eager to satisfy your hunger.
kanishk: @kanishk__pandey
sam: @therealsam_p
i really think i may've died during this and sam didn't even BAT an EYEÂ
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@therealsam_p
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