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Hunting for a corpse to fuck

End of days; down on my luck

Oh wait; there’s one

I can smell the stink of rotten flesh

Dead erection for a zombie

It’s so beautiful

Advanced decay

Cadaveric harem with me at the centre oooooooough

Chained up

Hung from the ceiling

I select one

Eyes still staring into mine

Penetration feels so nice

I cannot believe my luck

I have all the entrails I can fuck

Only necrophilia

I am home

As they rot

My collection degrades into a pile of bones

I usually hurt them

But they don’t feel pain

BDSM zombie

Locked in a cage

I show no mercy on their dead flesh

I rip and tear them

A sensual mess

You say I’m sick, and maybe you’re right

But fucking the dead’s my goddamn right