One day while Hitler was masturbating, Eva Braun got wood. She could no longer help herself! She watched as Hitler stroked his juicy kawaii cock. She approached Hitler which startled him and make him pee everywhere on the floor and on Eva too. Being drenched in his urine made her harder than ever! Eva: "Hitler Senpai! I'm a pure aryan and I want to be INSIDE OF YOU." Hitler: "Oh Eva Chan! I always knew you were aryan! I want to stuff you up my kawaii ass!" Eva grabbed a bunch of flavored live and rubbed it all over her head Eva: "Oh my! It's cherry flavored lube! Cherry is my favorite! Eva then stuffed her head up into Hitler's tight ass! The other generals around the bunker watched intently as Eva shoved her head back and forth into Hitler's nice ass, continuously making a squishy wet noise. The other generals also became aroused and they all gathered around Eva and Hitler and started to urinate all over them, and then they started to masturbate. Hitler: "Oh my goodness, Eva Chan! You are churning my insides up so well! Your cock nose is stimulating my prostate! OH YES! All the other generals became so aroused by this, that they could not help themselves anymore! They pushed Eva completely inside, and they all went inside. All of them wanted to be inside Hitlers's nice round ass. Hitler: "Nein! wait guys! My ass cannot hold this much! I'm getting so full! All the generals went inside of poor squirming Hitler and pretty much, he was beyond full, and died from having his insides completely damaged. The Allies came inside and found Hitler, dead with a huge ass hemorrhage on his anus, with a HUGE belly full of nazis.
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I'm so blessed I feel I need to be pinched. I'm getting so many gifts I honestly feel a little guilty. When I get tests I tend to pass them and God is blessing me for doing so. I so wish I knew this earlier holy fuck I'd have a whole new life.
Originally posted by Zanick
what are you like a school psychologist or something
lay hands on the sick children
I remember my guidance counsellor told me I had a brain like a sports car but acted like a ford tempo or some other simp wagon. He used mazarotti but I don't know how to spell that except I just did. I feel I've gotten stupider since then. Things will be good though.
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