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What did he see

On all hallows eve,

A sexy looking

Hot lady,

In plack leather pants

They were so shiney,

Caught his eye

And filled his dreams,

She looked like this at Halloween,

Like a black crow

From a western scene,

He approached her

And asked her

Did she want a drink,

She looked and gave him a wink,

And led him to a room

Where they were alone,

Then they both kissed

And he felt their passions grow.

His hands moved slowly

All over her body,

He kissed her neck

Her skin tasked lovely,

He was conscious

They had little time,

She seemed to read his mind,

He wanted to sample

Her sweet delights,

Pulled down her shines

Leather tights to around her thighs,

Then she turned

And bent over a table,

He gripped her hips

It was barely stable,

It rocked as she did

As he took her from behind,

See moaned loud

It was so sublime,

Heaving and moving

In rhythm and time,

She truly blew his mind.

After a time they both peaked

Climaxed in the heat strongly,

Collapsing, he held on to her

Felt her leather jacket

Covered in black feathers and fur,

Then to his suprise he heard her crow

And he did rise

And and to his suprise,

She was now a bird

She flapped and took off,

And disappeared into flight

And vanished out a window

And into the night,

Amazed, he could not believe his eyes

Felt the wrongness,

That wasn’t right,

But for a short moment

A for a short time,

He felt a desire that blew away his mind,

On this all hallows night.

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