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Kitty Cimarron and Hans Stanley
“Vomit came up from his screaming throat”
Calling boys back for seconds
He said NO, I said yes
Sex driving maniac
Bogo bang
Strings of semen
Tears dribbled from eye to chin
Broken promise
Screaming throat
Move over, boy piggy
The stink of fresh vomit
When bare toes dangle
Pissing on the boy soldier
In for the thrill of the chase
Buy one, get one free
Please him when the priest gets nude
Kitty Cimarron and Hans Stanley
“When boy bodies are cut down like fruit”
Chopping berries
Vice principal
Fruity tasting scrotum
His scrambled brain
Under the desk masturbator
Men and boys call for big Roy
Don’t cha stop fuk king
Inside the poo hole
Just the two of us
Boy bodies
Cut down like fruit
Deeper and deeper anal
Making rancid whoopee
Power fuk king weirdo
Cherished like bruised plum
Put your head back on your shoulder
He cut the cheese inside the palsy’s little body
Paris Culkin admits that her fake dead daddy michael mcJackson was guilty of ravishing boys. michael personally jacked Mac, while home alone, and froze the slimy seed. It was later implanted in the womb of Debbie downer Rowe. Her laughable music career has been a total failure, She has millions of dollars, but zero talent. Since Milli Vanilli mcJackson lip synced, his tattooed test tube daughter realistically has much more talent to burn.
Paris Michael Jackson’s non-biological daughter is also touring with her own music, a rock band, and she makes much better music than her fake father 😂🤣
Even that proves she is a fake daughter of Michael Jackson. Otherwise, her music would have been garbage music too.
Haven’t heard it yet, but read that she makes much better music. Finally some positive news, lol
Even Hannibal is ashamed that Paris is many times better than Michael Jackson!
Kitty uses lawyers to sue those who confront his dirty deeds. He thumbs his nose on what is considered normal. But as the passing years go by, kitty knows that death is near. The old British pop singer mourns the memory of his once thriving youth. Even when criticized harshly, kitty knows there is easy money being made. He especially laughs at porky men and boys that are unable to lose the massive weight. In reality, more bounce during whoopee sessions is ideal.
And ever since he’s been living with a man, nobody buys his albums anymore, just a handful of gays. Like Hannibal.
Will Hannibal also be so fat or so thin that he blows away in the wind?
What they say about society, when boys are required to service randy dandy, good time men? Priests want special powers, and want laws changed to benefit the boy and man movement. It was michael mcJackson that inspires them. They want it legalized for all….
Boys must comply.
For society, as Michael said, it is the end of the world. Absolutely worthless!!! Vreselijke moordenaars.
One step beyond….the porky priest forced the screaming tots to the tile. The flashing lights spun circles within the odor of the musky lavatory. Dizzy headed dolly boys continue to cry for death in the echoes. The wart was indeed popped open with chunky white fingers.
The walls keep closing in…..
Hannibal’s body has been used by several thousand gay men, and he still desires to keep those wild nights, top secret. The palsy was usually rocked hard and long as the cameras captured the emotional and physical pain of male to male bondage. He often loved the sweat, blood, sweat and tears of random, powerful action. Salted tears soaked his bare chest under the hot lights. With a mattress on the floor, love was just another vicious game. Men and boys enjoyed the enormous pain of sexual satisfaction. With his stiff muscles tight, his screams would inherit the southern wind. His toes spread far and wide, his stupid mouth contacting lock jaw.
After his little body was used by the bishop, his beaten corpse was discarded.
Yes, with Vaseline still in his ass.
Hannibal’s jackrabbit skull was pumped furiously under the table as his spittle dribbled out of his willing little mouth. After his teardrops sprinkled out onto kitty’s pimpled toothpick legs, the palsy rested his sweat soaked head on the singer’s knee. With steady breathing, racing heartbeat, the randy boy stayed put as kitty ordered another bottle of wine. Men walked up to kitty’s table, wanting autographed menus of the British bar and grill. With snapping fingers galore, kitty instructed the hidden boy to start once again. Kitty tilted his neck back as his eyes suddenly rolled to the back of his disgustingly, scrambling toad brain. More orgasms were easily achieved as no one suspected anything going on. The priest then sat down across from kitty, and ordered two dozen hot and spicy chicken wings. He unbuckled his trousers, and waited….
Years ago on the news, now on a YouTube channel. There was a real gay cruising area in Emmen for perverts, 30 men a day. One was even tied to a tree and Hannibal was raped by…Three gay men. They have to call the police to get Hannibal released. Suddenly, Hannibal had a heart attack because of those officers who also raped him. It really happened.
Of course, it really happened. No pain, no gain. Officers love the raging force, the power of brutal humiliation.
While telling his fans that he wanted to marry Olivia, we all know that kitty has always been living with other men. Years ago, the old pop singer convinced a priest to move in with him as a full time servant, lover and friend. It helps that his “living doll” has direct access to young males that want to pleasure the love starved kitty. The priest gladly joins in on the fun. When both men and boys are invited to kitty’s domain, it must remain top secret, out of the sight of the British press. To combat reporters being sued, kitty has a full team of expert lawyers to comb through the tabloids. Kitty was specially known to remove his slacks under tables as boys took turns resting their bobbling skulls on his pimpled lap, during brutal suk sessions.
Yes, Cliff is a scoundrel.
Kitty used Vaseline to make his rod go into their asses easily. When slacks go down, it is time to pleasure the randy clown.
The secret society beyond the chambers of shame. Disgusting priests went below to the underground bunkers to relive their dreams of companionship with younger and younger fella. Hefty little Hans was waiting, salty tears falling from his saddest eyes. The sound of slapping pork drove a string of mean men to relentless violence. Bodies were used, beaten. Cages were set up to house several victims. When it was time for inspections, latex gloves were snapped on. When screams suddenly became broken whispers, laughter filled the empty halls. The fat bishop exposed his tattooed belly, as tots tried in vain to erase what they experienced in their brains.
The porky bishop entered the chambers, totally nude. Within the echoes, screams were reduced to scattered moans. Boys were forced to comply to fierce demands as men filed into the steamiest showers. Bodies walked proud as violence became the norm. Hefty hog legs had their goose pimples removed with dull razor blades. Blood at those chunky bare feet, between toes.
One boy had both of his eyelids removed, so he could no longer close his bulging peepers.
I think Michael Jackson also secretly ate young boys’ flesh. Cliff Richard didn’t sing ‘Living Doll’ for nothing either. There’s a link behind that!
Kitty Cliff He certainly would have become a priest if he had never been a singer, to get to young boys. You can tell by his whole demeanor, as gay as a choirboy being taken by the priest.
Albert Fish bragged about slicing young ass, roasting the tender meat in an oven, and eating the human flesh. michael mcJackson wanted to drizzle his own gravy on the bottom roast. Kitty at the butcher shop means selecting the hanging pork as misery echoed through the chambers of death.
Yes, I read about how disgusting that Albert Fish is. Michael would have been just as sick if he wasn’t famous or if he secretly ate children too?!
The pain and raging fear as porky priests rocked their bodies with severe thrusts of randy sexual passion. Pumping with proud venom, rectums were easily filled to the brim of putrid satisfaction. With vicious attacks documented by the hungry kitty, he could count the sweat as it dropped from the spinning swing. Cut completely down nude, the rolling log took the bleeding skin, boys gritting their teeth in hopeless, powerful violation. Mean men circled around the screams as echoes rang through the darkness. When it was finally over, the boys unsuccessfully begged for their lives to be spared. Damaged bodies were stacked high onto the truck beds, and driven to secret pits for immediate disposal. With smoke rising into the distance, men could smell the odor and stink pierce the ungodly wind.
It is certain that the PFEdOs murder children after their crime. Michael also murders his victims after their parents found out.
It keeps boys quiet. Dead boys are less likely to spill the beans about all the boy and man action.
Kitty makes certain boys that enter the tents, come back out in body bags. Boys are silenced.