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Ballad of the Awkward Gangbang

byA_Vronsky©

The kinksters' hopes were high that day,
their pulses raced and sped,
yet disappointment ruled alas,
when they all went to bed.

The storm -- the first hitch in the plan,
three of the whores no-showed.
Just one remained for all ten men
who'd braved the snowy road.

All of them circled round the one
who knew not where to look.
Her restless eyes searched to and fro,
for an appointment book.

She closed her eyes and reached out blind,
her hand closed on some flesh.
She knew not what it was she grasped
but knew it was not fresh.

The mood turned sour at that point
and the lonely whore didn't stay.
The men stroked themselves sheepishly,
"Wait, does this mean we're gay?"

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