dark and loose, a horse not a moose

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And to a dark horse i went, hell bent on spending time in this way.
I revelled in the devils that fixed upon my chancing mind, a will no less good no less harm than an arm touching rectum.
Be gone filly of night, tho devils will stay.
No thoughts of heavily bosomed ladies so sweet, a tasty treat, good enough to eat.
Breathe my fine friend and lower your gaze. I bekon you to be my slave. I wish, i wish my slave to be. Make of me a happy ride.
And so story sublime- a moment in a time that became my reason to wine and define a love for females, four legged and fine.Whisper my friend, a joke to the end....

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