Pour one out for a real homie

a LGBT

Kill ESLs. Behead ESLs. Roundhouse kick an ESL into the concrete. Slam dunk an ESL baby into the trashcan. Crucify filthy foreigners. Defecate in an ESL's food. Launch ESLs into the sun. Stir fry ESLs in a wok. Toss ESLs into active volcanoes. Urinate into an ESL's gas tank. Judo throw ESLs into a wood chipper. Twist ESLs' heads off. Report ESLs to the IRS. Karate chop ESLs in half. Curb stomp pregnant ESLs. Trap ESLs in quicksand. Crush ESLs in the trash compactor. Liquefy ESLs in a vat of acid. Eat ESLs. Dissect ESLs. Exterminate ESLs in the gas chamber. Stomp ESL skulls with steel toed boots. Cremate ESLs in the oven. Lobotomize ESLs. Mandatory abortions for ESLs. Grind ESL fetuses in the garbage disposal. Drown ESLs in fried chicken grease. Vaporize ESLs with a ray gun. Kick old ESLs down the stairs. Feed ESLs to alligators. Slice ESLs with a katana.

Behead rainbows with rusty cats

It's always been a fantasy of mine to be a s*x slave for 2 bears, male and female, pleasing the male when she's tired, and vice versa. Slowly sliding my lips up and down his thick shaft, tasting his pre-c*m on my tongue. Once he's had enough of that, he rolls over onto his back, lifting me up as though I weighed nothing. Gently placing me on his peepee, I guide him in, feeling him stretch me wide open. I moan with pleasure, feeling him fill me up. He growls softly, I feel it rumble deep in his chest, vibrating all the way down his body and through mine. He continues to lift me up and then pull me down. He's doing all the work for me, it feels so good, the warmth of the fur, his paws either side of my waist. He is in total control, I'm just nothing compared to his vast size and strength, but I have total trust in him, I know he won't hurt me. I feel the pace quicken, almost imperceptibly. I slowly stroke myself, feeling myself nearing the point of no return coming closer with every stroke. I can hear the growl getting louder now; he speeds up even more, forcing me further and further down onto his thick peepee. If it wasn't for the fact I my body is releasing so many endorphines, I would probably be screaming in agony. Except I am panting and whining, just like a b-word, begging her mate to fill her up. His claws dig in deeper, the pain, its excsquisite. It sends me over the edge. My head goes back, I let out a short grunt, I feel my peepee explode, covering his chest fur in my seed. I keep stroking, it looks as though I'm trying to rip my peepee out. I let out another grunt, another torrent flows forth, then another and another. A drop lands on the beasts muzzle. He seems confused for a moment. That's what I think. He digs his paws in even harder now and slams me onto his peepee, I feel his grumble turn into a roar. He's cumming, oh my god. I can feel in, filling me up. It's undescribable. He's mating with me, he's claimed me. I feel him slow, his peepee still throbbing within me, it seems as though there's no more room for his c*m. It's dripping out of me, onto his fur. I reach down, and then bring my hand up, tasting him. It's more than I ever expected. It's heaven.