Red Mage? Hell yeah.

I regularly visit a BDSM clinic and am known as "The Bell" for the small cow bell I wear on my choker collar. Why do I wear it? Sit and listen, and I will explain. When I was in middle school, I liked to empty a pile of taco bell fire sauce packets into an open tipped syringe and push them into my anus. It burned but it also hit my sensitive prostate area and I would have amazing orgasms. Eventually anything that reminded my of taco bell would make me ♥♥♥. The smell of hot sauce, the texture of ground beef, and most of all the definitive sound of the bell. Oh God that bell...not even the Christ himself knows such wonder. An orgasm of postapocalyptic proportions.
Now, even all these years later I still use it in both fantasy and love for ultimate satisfaction. I hope that one day, every man, woman, and child of this Earth will find their own bell.

If you're hoping to serve a massive, ebony horse ♥♥♥♥ on multiple occassions throughout the day... then this demon will put you in your place: on your knees and face-buried into these musky balls. In this relationship, you're nothing but a cumrag for me to brutally display my dominance over every single hole. A cute, sweet and literate pet capable of detailed posts is highly desired: especially when they're horny enough to take this gigantic horse ♥♥♥♥: monster girls, nekos, slime girls and etc. being my favorite. Males playing as females, furries and futas...also herms are accepted to be the cumrag of this ginormous ♥♥♥♥. Do not wait any longer and come under the presance of the perfect alpha.

ik ben groempie! het kokosnoot mannetje!
ik ben groempie! het kokosnoot mannetje!
ik ben groempie! het kokosnoot mannetje!
ik ben groempie! het kokosnoot mannetje!
ik ben groempie! het kokosnoot mannetje!
ik ben groempie! het kokosnoot mannetje!
ik ben groempie! het kokosnoot mannetje!

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