shes beggine me to fuck her ass, which she never let your dad do~ i guess both of you cucks will have to deal with her screams of ectasy as i rearrange her guts
Bringing a condom in front of me? Well, I'll forgive it since it's known monkeys like her aren't that smart... Good thing being a fuckdoll for white men doesn't need a high IQ
My white master asked me to bring a condom~ He said he doesn't want one of his black slaves to accidentally get pregnant... But this condom is black sized, his cock is definitely way too big for that...~ Guess I'm getting pregnant no matter what~
Gosh... working as a pediatric is so amazing! Although all the white patients are so needy.... barely gives me any time to "treat" the black patients they brutally beat... oh well, the white studs deserve my attention more anyways!
Gosh... working as a pediatric is so amazing! Although all the white patients are so needy.... barely gives me any time to "treat" the black patients they brutally beat... oh well, the white studs deserve my attention more anyways!
You know simply that your man could never compare. He’ll never be able to be as we are. Superior White Men will make sure he’s with us no longer. Stay kneeling. Worship. Devote your life to Perfect White Cock.
Dagger wasn't sure what she loved the most about the impossibly long, thick slab of throbbing white cock before her. Just looking at it made her head empty, all thoughts dissolving as her cunt stirred. She attempted to vocalise her awe at the immense ivory pillar, but instead, she found herself licking her lips and then leaning forward to place a loving, submissive kiss on the pulsing shaft.
Emma Frost's libido was as legendary as her powers and beauty. Many men had paid extraordinary amounts of money to her for the privilege of her degrading and humiliating them. They all bowed before the White Queen. To those men, she was perfection in its purest form, and it was believed that no man could resist her. Many internet forums and sites wrote stories about her and drew art of her, all of it worshipping her beauty.
Within this extensive collection of art and fiction, a subset of the works believed that the dreaded and cold White Queen was actually a Snowbunny. Many forums and image sites were convinced that Emma Frost was secretly a Qos obsessed with the BBC. So potent was the rumour that many black men, from rappers to athletes, attempted to tame the White Queen, convinced that their wealth, power, and BBC would be enough to make her submit. Instead, they found themselves broken by her scorn, a shell of their former selves.
It would then please them to know that they were partly correct. Emma Frost was obsessed with BBC - except the BBC stood for Big British Cocks. It was Psylocke who had shown the busty, blue-eyed blonde the wonders of White British Men and their fat, White Cocks. That night, Emma Frost, the White Queen herself, had squatted down and throated thick White Cock after thick White Cock. From then onwards, Big British Cocks had become a religion for her. She worshipped them. Needed them.
Anyone who wasn't a White Male or a White British Male would be scorned, humiliated, and degraded by her. But those men didn't care. They still praised her and secretly hoped one of them would be selected by her. Their videos, posts, and forum messages always hoped that Emma Frost would reveal herself as a BBC-obsessed Queen of Shapes.
They never would know that Emma Frost was not only a proud Queen of Hearts but that the only time she would ever be a submissive slut was when she was kneeling before a Big British Cock.
... Gonna be honest it feels like it's always missing the point when it's white women being "bleached" 's not like their kids can actually get paler without it being some inbreeding defect or hitting the Albino RNG.
It was a typical tactic of the Marxists to take a beautiful White Woman and try to claim she was Snowbunny or Queen of Shapes, obsessed with the need for BBC. Sue Storm, a White Woman happily married to a White Man, had, at first, just laughed it off.
"It's just the internet," she would say. "You know how they can be on there."
As time went on, though, her opinions turned sour. It wasn't enough that they fetishised her to such a dehumanising degree that she felt genuinely violated, but the fact they tried to use her as some object for propaganda made her blood boil.
Any sense of guilt she might have had vanished when they disrespected her brilliant husband, Reed Richards. So many pieces of fiction and art depicted her as unfaithful, seduced by the so-called allure of "BBC."
Reed, living up to the name Mister Fantastic, hadn't let it bother him. Frankly, he, like many White People, had more important things to do than get dragged into Race-baiting. Those tender, intimate sessions between her and Reed had been enough to ease Susan's anger for a while.
But as her image was used more and more for blatantly racist, anti-White propaganda, she finally had enough. Along with Emma Frost, a proud Big British Cock Queen of Hearts, Dagger and Illyana Rasputin did a photoshop making sure everyone knew where their preference and loyalty lay.
I hate society forcing me to fit in with sissies, pressuring me to want dirty nigger dicks. But I know I need a proper nazi owner to dress me up in a nice bodysuit, breaking my brain to accept all the hate, betraying my race... I'll be so happy worshipping whiteness~
I hate society forcing me to fit in with sissies, pressuring me to want dirty nigger dicks. But I know I need a proper nazi owner to dress me up in a nice bodysuit, breaking my brain to accept all the hate, betraying my race... I'll be so happy worshipping whiteness~
This fat cow titted whore needs her country turned into a radioactive crater. I bet if you were fucking her whilst the bombs dropped, she would cum as hard as possible the moment the nukes incincerate every city shes ever known~
This fat cow titted whore needs her country turned into a radioactive crater. I bet if you were fucking her whilst the bombs dropped, she would cum as hard as possible the moment the nukes incincerate every city shes ever known~
I would cum so hard if I saw the bombs dropping on my city <3 My radioactive pussy wants to be nuked~
The loss of her elder sister Yorktown affected Enterprise more than anyone could have imagined. The stoic, stalwart guardian of the Pacific gradually turned more cold as time passed. While the Eagle Union was making excellent progress against the Sakura Empire, victories were Pyrrhic and never without heavy casualties. What's more is that, as their most prestigious carrier, the Union could simply not afford to lose Enterprise in combat, lest morale be broken for all those brave American sailors that yet held firm.
Grief turned to bitterness, bitterness to spite. Enterprise wanted nothing more than to bring those responsible for Yorktown's death to justice, to see those filthy Japs they were slaughtering made to kneel. ''Soon'', ''You will, I promise'' It just wasn't good enough. No, if the Eagle Union would not offer her a chance at a dish best served cold, perhaps sleeping with an enemy would. There was never any love lost between the Sakura Empire and the Iron Blood. To call their allyship strained was mighty generous. The eastern Axis power considered them brutish gaijin, the Germans considered the Japanese reckless idiots.
She had known the Iron Blood maintained a presence in the Pacific, to keep an eye on their allies and intervene should it be needed. Of course, weapons were drawn and aimed at the American carrier's head when she first visited, but it became apparent that this was no trick very quickly. The Nazi Kommandant atop the food chain had ordered her to execute a few American sailors as a proof of loyalty, which she did gleefully. What was some star-spangled blood getting spilled if it meant the Sakura commander would soon follow? They were no different than any of the other poor sods drowning between gunfire and explosions.
The Americans, for their part, were worried sick at Enterprise's disappearance, but perhaps ignorance was preferable to finding out the ugly truth. Twisted by vengeance and hate, a wrathful ghost now roams the Pacific. The Japanese commander's head mounted on one of the runways of her rigging, her new target is those same bastards that never allowed her to avenge Yorktown and her other fallen sisters. If you think she's there, run. If you hear her planes, cower. If you see her frame, it's too late.
This is perfect art. I'm so envy of guy in picture like she's so cute and wrap her legs and arms so tight around him... If I could be him it's just instant marriage with such cutie. She's just ideal woman... Next thing would be breeding her mating press in bed and even if she would get pregnant we would continue having lots of sex.
Moving to america from finland.. finding a tall, muscular american man.. he completely americanizes/brainwashes me to the point where I can't even remember my life in finland anymore.. and just living on a calm ranch and being a good plump housewife for my hubby~...
God my brain is too stupid when horny...
Then you should definitely choose an American state like Texas, and not a democrat one like Commiefornia.
Real talk, this artist makes great art, but this isn’t edited? So the artist just straight up makes bleached/risky hot art? And is this the reason why I can’t find heir artist tag on standard sites like r34?
thank you! no, it hasn't been edited, I drew it just like that, it's on my x account and pixiv ^w^
