.Bent across the wall, held she cannot budge
With the broken bottle in my hand
I cut her arse like fudge
Blood pours on my shirt, the wench begins to whine
As violent pain and agony tickles up her spine
He laughs and licks his lips
As her bowels drop on the floor>
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