Message from @DanielKO
Discord ID: 424868216742084609
deadass
Fucking nigger @radeon
lazy ass nigger
Lol
BEHOLD @meratrix
lmao
real post
what's #pemburyweaponsweep?
some shitposting server I'm in
the shitposting server she tells you not to worry about
If they put it like that, even a spoon in the chest will kill you.
also getting pushed in front of a truck can be quite dangerous
spoons
<:deus_vult:382980746727522305> BUT IF THEY BAN TEA <:deus_vult:382980746727522305>
*spoon clanks*
My mate is 'Muslim' he's
-pork
-tattoos
but if you insult Islam. he RAGES
**I am outside of the inane endless struggle of humanity.**
Goering as 'master of the air' 🤣
TBH it should have been Hess
We enter the bedroom, no need to waste any time now that he is here. Sargon asks me how I would like to be eaten and I reply by asking him how he would like to devourer me. He laughs and I can hardly take my eyes of that open mouth of his, his light red tongue and lips, white teeth and the dark tunnel that is his throat. He tells me that in order for me to enjoy myself the most he should probably devour me feet first so that I can see myself being eaten. His eyes reflects my own, he too can hardly contain himself.
I want to repay Sargon somehow, to make him feel as if I’m worth it and to show him just how grateful I am for him agreeing to fulfill my wish. I can’t eat him myself, however, who would be left to eat me? But I can repay him by partaking in a little foreplay…
I start by undressing, slowly, letting him enjoy me fully. I can feel his gaze upon me, searching every inch of my body, licking his lips, but not yet. I intend to enjoy this for as long as possible and I won’t let him remain unsatisfied either. I ask him to undress, and he does so with a smile on his lips. I know him, Know what he wants.
We embrace, touching each other gently, licking the others skin, sucking on various parts, feeling the want of our bodies, tasting each other with our mouths. He is just as turned on as I am, just as lustful and he wants me, the whole of me just as much as I want him. This isn’t just love making, it is something even more intimate. And we go on for what seems like an eternity before he finally asks the question I have long awaited and prepared for ever since I discovered vore.
“Are you ready to teach the alt-right a lesson, my little gypsy?”
My answer is a gentle and discreet as it is desperate and wild.
I dare him, tease him, challenge him. He licks his mouth, his eyes longing to feel my body pass trough his mouth and down his throat.
I offer myself to him, careful not to rush it. He caress a hand gently down my side, over my leg and takes hold of my feet’s.
It's happening!