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Somethings are best received, diluted, your genetics and ancestry is a good examples of that. I will get started by taking control of that submissive, sweet and timid asain wife of yours to feed her ALL the flavors of the world via her sideways pussy. Diluting your lineage, with every pregnancy that follows black brown yellow, american mexican, any and all will have the opportunity.

Worth. Every. Penny, from the coach bag to the gorgeous dress, the heels, the designer, jewelry, gorgeous and well kept hair nails, makeup, and of course, a body that snaps neck everywhere it goes, and you get to call her YOUR goddess. You get to worship her everyday. You get to pay her, you get to obey her. What a privilege, it is to be you, and there's no better way to show it than paying to obey. Do your part to contribute to my fantastic birthday month as it starts to wrap up and come to an end by sending a generous tribute and purchasing this clip!

Your AI girlfriend just isn't as fun and exciting as she once was. It was so nice to be placated online every single day, being able to adjust the size of her tits, having her worship you and your pimply face, your fat ass, or perhaps your skinny little twink look — she knows everything about you that makes you completely undesirable and unattractive to the everyday average woman. You have overindulged in something that isn't even real — literally an AI girlfriend. Pornography itself isn't even real, but we're dealing with men here, and you are definitely the dumbest creatures on the planet. Now you crave what you once thought you were better than, whether it was the way you chose to cast your opinions and thoughts every 2 to 4 years, to the general treatment of women in your life, or better yet, lack thereof. Now it is no shock or surprise that you have been belittled of your own accord into having an AI girlfriend, and even after creating your ideal image of the perfect, most compliant woman, you're still not satisfied. Because, beta, there is no satisfying of a beta — he is a broken man, and he will always be a broken man, which is why he is, in fact, not a man at all. A man comes with healthy masculinity, self-control, and self-respect — something that anyone who has found Goddess Brandon and fed their desire to serve and obey her, some for days, weeks, months, and some for decades, has learned they no longer have, having gone to the darkest places of their minds and desires and there is no turning back. You are now and forever a beta loser, and you should be so grateful that Goddess Brandon gives you grace and a safe space to be an incel loser.

After a long day of owning betas and making incel slaves out of you, a girl just has to relax, enjoy a smoke and prop her feet up. I think I chose the perfect pedestal for my perfect American feet.

I like a simple man — and tell me, who could possibly be more simple than a man who wants to stroke his cock watching some big, old, American-made titties bouncing as Goddess Brandon enjoys a smoke and battles a little bout of bronchitis, making her cough extra wet and yet dry at the same time. But she just keeps right on coughing, bouncing those huge titties and encouraging you to stroke and enjoy them. Truly, nothing compares to gorgeous MILF tits.

Happy birthday, sissy pig fuck, no better way to spend it than celebrating with the one and only Goddess Brandon. She uses her body to use you however she sees fit and pleases, draining not just your little pig dick, but your wallet too. Who would have thought that the only person receiving presents on your birthday would be me? This is a weekend challenge, so make sure you have your weekend supplies ready before beginning!

Der Abschluss steht uns bevor, und viele von euch College-Studenten sind weit davon entfernt, euer Diplom zu bekommen. Tatsächlich sind einige von euch so weit zurück, dass mir keine andere Wahl bleibt, als alle nach einer Kurve zu benoten. Ich war so angewidert von eurem Verhalten und mangelndem Interesse an eurer Zukunft, dass ich beschlossen habe, kreativ zu werden mit meiner Herausforderung und wie sie benotet wird. Ich werde die 5 Typen mit den niedrigsten Noten nehmen und sie mit den 5 Typen mit den höchsten Noten paaren. Dann werden sie sich gegenseitig abwechselnd den Schwanz lutschen – wer den besten Job macht und den anderen am schnellsten kommen lässt, erhält die bestandene Note und sein Diplom, damit sie endlich das College abschließen und ihr Leben weiterleben können. Der Verlierer jedoch muss die durchgefallene Note nehmen, also hoffe ich, dass ihr Schlauköpfe auch gut mit euren Mündern seid, denn etwas sagt mir, dass diese primitiven, ungebildeten Trottel euch den Kopf direkt von euren Schwänzen lutschen werden, um aus den Abschlussprüfungen herauszukommen.

EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT NO ONE WORKS HARDER THAN THE DEDICATED MEXICANS AND WHEN I OFFERED THEM THE OPPORTUNITY TO REROOF MY HOUSE WHILE WORSHIPPING MY FEET AS I SIT, RELAX AND SMOKE OUTSIDE, THEY COULD NOT DENY THE OPPORTUNITY!!! NONE OF YOU MILF FOOT LOVING FREAKS CAN! COULD YOU JUST LOOK AT THESE DELICIOUS TOES? THESE PINK, GORGEOUS AMERICAN, WHITE WOMAN, SOLES, BLACK, WHITE, ASIAN OR EVEN OUT OF THIS WORLD, EVERYTHING ABOUT MY MILKY WHITE FEET ARE PURE DELICIOUS PERFECTION. YOU WHITE CAUCASIAN BETAS, CAN'T RESIST ME ANYMORE THAN ANY OTHERS CAN EITHER.

Goddess Brandon truly runs the world and ALL the betas in it!!!! This one is especially for my special brown beta boys!

Schnüffel. Schnüffel. Was ist das für ein Gestank???? Ich habe dich schon zweimal gewickelt! Omg! Schau ihn an, wie er in die Hocke geht, dieses verkniffene, drückende Gesicht macht, mich direkt ansieht, bis ich diesen Glanzblick sehe, da kommt es, du drehst dich um und die Pampers füllen sich mehr und mehr, bis sie fast bis zum Gras durchhängen. Ich lasse dich deinen Spaß haben, bevor ich mit meiner Wickeltasche und den Utensilien in die Mitte des Parks marschiere und den Prozess beginne, mir die Nase zuhaltend und mit der Hand unter meiner Nase wedelnd. Du stinkendes Ding!!!!! Die andere Sweet MommyDearest schlägt vor, ich solle dich auf die Toilette bringen, um eine Kabine zu benutzen oder zumindest den Wickeltisch, aber ich bestehe darauf, es genau hier und jetzt zu tun, um deine Verlegenheit und meinen Spaß zu vergrößern. Ich halte alle drei deiner vollen Pampers an mein Gesicht, atme tief ein und bemerke den unglaublichen Gestank! Ich kann unmöglich alle tragen, also lasse ich dich auch einen tragen, du bist so verlegen in deinem rosa, zu kleinen Onesie, während du deinen Sesamstraßen-Cruiser bis zum Rand voll hältst, während ich die anderen beiden greife und immer noch viel Aufhebens um den Gestank und die ständigen Windelwechsel mache, die du benötigst, während wir uns auf den Weg machen, um einen Pamper-Genie zu finden. Stinkiger Gestank Pampers BB, der immer kleckert und unseren Spaß verdirbt!

It really doesn't matter how masculine you try to present yourself, the bottom line is that behind closed doors, you are nothing more than another beta loser, excited and eagerly awaiting the demands and commands of Goddess Brandon. You put on your big boy suit, you go to work, you go to your sports games with your friends, you join your fantasy football league, you make wagers on the Super Bowl, FIFA, and whatever else dumb stuff men care about, collectively or not at all. Some of you would much rather sit around reading a Harry Potter book than watch a football game. But there's one thing that brings you all together every single year — some of you for 18-plus years, some of you maybe just now seeing me for the first time, or maybe you're one of my infamous comers and goers who tries to quit but simply can't. You always find your way back to the back rooms of the sunken place, for you're nothing more than puppets and playthings for Goddess Brandon.

This is your opportunity to show her how much you appreciate her time, attention, and mental gains that are kept in track underneath her pretty, well-manicured thumb. It's my birthday month, and I have a challenge for you, beta losers. The first challenge is a gift a day, every day, until the 25th. The second challenge is to be the person who gives and does the most — sends the most tributes, sends the most gifts, or even better, both. That person will be receiving a free special video made just for them in honor of my birthday. I know there's nothing that gets your beta dick hard and your human juices flowing quite like a little competition and challenge. So make it your mission, starting today, or whenever you finally find this video, to send a gift every single day and/or a tribute. And if you find this video after the first, well, it sounds to me like you have a lot of catching up to do.

Let's see who rises to the occasion of proving to be the most devoted and most dedicated to the most important month of the year. Who the fuck cares that America turned 250, when Goddess Brandon continues to get finer and finer year after year, decade after decade — and that's simply from sucking the souls out of all of you beta fucks, and that will never, ever change. So go ahead, stroke your beta dick to get it nice and motivated to pay and obey, and let's wrap it up with a birthday countdown. You barely deserve this, but I am a generous, beautiful goddess after all, and I love to keep my betas motivated and serving — but most importantly, competing against each other.

As DommeMommy sits in her satin robe and sexy teddy, slapping her slipper at the bottom of the sole of her foot, she partakes in her nightly routine after you've finally settled down, she enjoys smoking and relaxing, maybe watching a little TV. When all of a sudden, she hears a clatter. To her surprise — but not really — she sees you standing there in the hallway, pouting. Clearly you need something, the same thing you've needed as long as I can remember, and it continued on well into your years of college and so on. It's so clear when it comes to me and you that no one will ever compete with DommeMommy. So she summons you over and begins to slide off her robe as she continues to slap her slipper and taunt and tease you, knowing you have such a fetish for her feet and her slippers. But what you really want is for her to slide down her teddy, so you'll have full access to those gorgeous MILF breasts. All you want to do is slip them into your mouth, feeling those nice, hard nipples between your lips, flicking them with your tongue. She squeezes the nipple and the tit for you and allows you to freely play with one of her boobs while you're sucking on the other. Eventually she can see you're simmering down, getting exactly what you need, as you enter DommeMommy's beta boy bliss. Go upstairs and go clean yourself up and put those pajama pants in the laundry and get off to bed — you have a big day at work tomorrow."