Anti-white racial humiliation snuff fantasy phone sex: my take on the old “kill whitey” adage.

My anti-white racial humiliation phone sex fantasy isn’t racist. You can’t be racist to white people, anyway. Don’t tell me you’re the kind of delusional prick who thinks reverse racism is a thing. It doesn’t matter — we’re going to learn about THAT (and oh-so-much more) today!

You thought this was going to be just another cuckold phone sex call? Ha. Nothing turns my stomach more than your nasty, dehumanizing, PREDICTABLE fetishistic bullshit routine. I could pretty much play both parts myself. Guaranteed to be gross and bore me to tears every fucking time.

What can be deduced about white masculinity when the only audience for all those absurd “BBC cuckolding” and “interracial forced bi” videos are pasty, foul idiots like you? Yes, idiots  — or as I often quip: LITERAL jerk-offs. Get it??

Anyone could cuckold a pitiful peckerwood BITCH like you. Fuck that “eating my dirty pussy” after it’s been “fucked hard” by a disembodied “big black cock” bullshit. No creampies for you, mother fucker. I’m interested in doing something a little more poetic, a little more “extreme.”

Personally, I’d call it “fitting” more than anything else. Can you imagine a more apt way for your (NEVER brief enough) candle to be “snuffed” than being hung with one of your own expensive designer neckties? (hint: NOPE!)

That’s right: my anti-white racial humiliation snuff fantasy (of obliterating your flaccid “masculinity” once and for all) involves lynching. And would your limp, pale body swinging pendulously from a tree qualify as “strange fruit”? Nah, more like ROTTEN fruit if you ask me.

Tired of pretending you don’t hate your grotesque white boy self in all underwhelming shades of uncomplex contemptible-ness?? PERFECT, because I’m right here, waiting for your call . . .

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