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Zilf: Zombies Id like to fuck
Presenting: blood, boobs, hot hot dead girls nomming eachother and we have pictures of it...
Featuring: Mangy Morrigan. Vegan Zombie Dwam,Crazy eyes Tie, Fresh Meat Opale, Leper Key and Mental Nemesis .
It all started with a perfectly normal question, what if two zombies did a 69? Would then vanish when they finished eating each other? Just like the snake eating its own tail?
In the name of science we felt compelled to start an investigation regarding this.
I did the makeup, The makeup in the set is film grade fx makeup like liquid latex, dermawax, grease paint and film blood.
All proceeds from this set will be donated to Breast cancer research. We love boobs, we love girls.
Show your love for boobs, girls, all things dead and support the fight against cancer, it eats more people then zombies.
Also.
Buuuuu!
Presenting: blood, boobs, hot hot dead girls nomming eachother and we have pictures of it...
Featuring: Mangy Morrigan. Vegan Zombie Dwam,Crazy eyes Tie, Fresh Meat Opale, Leper Key and Mental Nemesis .
It all started with a perfectly normal question, what if two zombies did a 69? Would then vanish when they finished eating each other? Just like the snake eating its own tail?
In the name of science we felt compelled to start an investigation regarding this.
I did the makeup, The makeup in the set is film grade fx makeup like liquid latex, dermawax, grease paint and film blood.
All proceeds from this set will be donated to Breast cancer research. We love boobs, we love girls.
Show your love for boobs, girls, all things dead and support the fight against cancer, it eats more people then zombies.
Also.
Buuuuu!
Freedom of speech.
Is censorship a necessary evil? In Germany a man got arrested for having a Hitler speech as a ringtone. It is illegal to question the holocaust. Mein kampf cannot be published.
Well you say, it is idiotic and wrong to give any leeway or voice to such people, it is for the common good hateful things like that needs to be silenced, we must protect our children.
I disagree, the moment we start censoring someone opinion no matter how wrong and hateful they are is the moment your opinion no matter how right you think you are could be the next thing silenced. It also makes those opinions and that culture turn underground, away from public light, it makes it exciting and we all know children and teens like forbidden exciting things.
I want everyone to be able to voice their opinion, no matter how stupid, no matter how hateful. I want to be able to battle their stupidity in the open, expose them and take away the dangerous forbidden allure to these organizations.
However, there is a big difference between voicing your opinion and harassing people, I firmly believe in the “Pro-Life” movements right to their opinion and their right to voice them in speech, written form, internet etc but their way of carrying out their message by harassing women and destroying property is not covered by freedom of speech the same goes for the KKK burning crosses in people yards, The Phelps family scaring children into tears at their armyfathers funeral by screaming he was a faggot and deserves to die or the stupid people that attacked the prideparade in Finnland.
I may not like what you think or are saying but I sure as hell will fight for your right to express yourself if you can manage to do it in a civilized manner without physically hurting people or property.
It is the parents responsibility to educate their children, it is the schools responsibility to educate the children. I raise my child to be able to view information to him with a critical eye.
Yes I think everyone should have a voice, pedophiles, Nazis, feminists, republicans, pro-life, pro-ana, pro-bush, Black pride, White pride, McDonalds employees, Lesbians, Pansexuals, Toasterlovers, Russians, Alcoholics, drug addicts.
It’s not their opinion that matters; it is how you react to it that does.
Is censorship a necessary evil? In Germany a man got arrested for having a Hitler speech as a ringtone. It is illegal to question the holocaust. Mein kampf cannot be published.
Well you say, it is idiotic and wrong to give any leeway or voice to such people, it is for the common good hateful things like that needs to be silenced, we must protect our children.
I disagree, the moment we start censoring someone opinion no matter how wrong and hateful they are is the moment your opinion no matter how right you think you are could be the next thing silenced. It also makes those opinions and that culture turn underground, away from public light, it makes it exciting and we all know children and teens like forbidden exciting things.
I want everyone to be able to voice their opinion, no matter how stupid, no matter how hateful. I want to be able to battle their stupidity in the open, expose them and take away the dangerous forbidden allure to these organizations.
However, there is a big difference between voicing your opinion and harassing people, I firmly believe in the “Pro-Life” movements right to their opinion and their right to voice them in speech, written form, internet etc but their way of carrying out their message by harassing women and destroying property is not covered by freedom of speech the same goes for the KKK burning crosses in people yards, The Phelps family scaring children into tears at their armyfathers funeral by screaming he was a faggot and deserves to die or the stupid people that attacked the prideparade in Finnland.
I may not like what you think or are saying but I sure as hell will fight for your right to express yourself if you can manage to do it in a civilized manner without physically hurting people or property.
It is the parents responsibility to educate their children, it is the schools responsibility to educate the children. I raise my child to be able to view information to him with a critical eye.
Yes I think everyone should have a voice, pedophiles, Nazis, feminists, republicans, pro-life, pro-ana, pro-bush, Black pride, White pride, McDonalds employees, Lesbians, Pansexuals, Toasterlovers, Russians, Alcoholics, drug addicts.
It’s not their opinion that matters; it is how you react to it that does.
Bam!
I wake up in the morning and suddenly my voice is a few octaves lower, I have a scruffy looking morning shadow on my chin, pecks and a penis with a slightly wrinkly scrotum swinging joyously between my legs.
What on earth would I do?
Well after calling Dwam, Nemsis and the gang to have the omg I have a penis speech, I would pee with it. Then I would examine it, make my balls swing back and forth, see how far I could pull it out, use it as a sail. Smell it, make it jump, name it, poke it, take pictures of it.
In Sweden we have a thing called “Olla” basically it is pressing the top of your penis against things just for fun. Like Ollaing someone forehead, someone’s sandwich etc.
I would totally do that too.
And stick it in things, like toilet paper rolls.
Have a penis swordfight with one of the guys I know.
Then a shower where I perved myself all over, lathered my pretty boybody up.
I would then find a pretty lady or boy to have sex with, to penetrate someone with something as sensitive as a penis would be a nice new experience. I would do way better drilling then BP. Just saying no Spills here.
Maybe go try biking, must be weird with a penis and some balls in the way, woul.d I need to lift my package before sitting down?
Boxers or briefs?
Would it be big, small, skinny, fat, veiny, purple, straight, crooked?
Penis is funny.
I like penis.
I wake up in the morning and suddenly my voice is a few octaves lower, I have a scruffy looking morning shadow on my chin, pecks and a penis with a slightly wrinkly scrotum swinging joyously between my legs.
What on earth would I do?
Well after calling Dwam, Nemsis and the gang to have the omg I have a penis speech, I would pee with it. Then I would examine it, make my balls swing back and forth, see how far I could pull it out, use it as a sail. Smell it, make it jump, name it, poke it, take pictures of it.
In Sweden we have a thing called “Olla” basically it is pressing the top of your penis against things just for fun. Like Ollaing someone forehead, someone’s sandwich etc.
I would totally do that too.
And stick it in things, like toilet paper rolls.
Have a penis swordfight with one of the guys I know.
Then a shower where I perved myself all over, lathered my pretty boybody up.
I would then find a pretty lady or boy to have sex with, to penetrate someone with something as sensitive as a penis would be a nice new experience. I would do way better drilling then BP. Just saying no Spills here.
Maybe go try biking, must be weird with a penis and some balls in the way, woul.d I need to lift my package before sitting down?
Boxers or briefs?
Would it be big, small, skinny, fat, veiny, purple, straight, crooked?
Penis is funny.
I like penis.
This is our new rescue cat, We are naming her Jimmy Hoffa, Hoffa for short.
She was found with her 2 small kittens in an industrial area and covered with oilspill. Got a new home but then the new owner went to hospital so we found this little lady at the shelter and decided she will go well with our other cat, the big mob boss Massimo;
You like my big hairy pussy, admit it...
My italian cat maffia will take over the world.
She was found with her 2 small kittens in an industrial area and covered with oilspill. Got a new home but then the new owner went to hospital so we found this little lady at the shelter and decided she will go well with our other cat, the big mob boss Massimo;
You like my big hairy pussy, admit it...
My italian cat maffia will take over the world.
http://twitter.com/LadyTiera
Add me.
No that is not an offer or a question,it is an order.
Picture from my new set, Burkha love, Inshalla it will get bought.
Add me.
No that is not an offer or a question,it is an order.
Picture from my new set, Burkha love, Inshalla it will get bought.
Soon Nemesis and Dwam will be here, we will have a lesbian pancake weekend, we will shoot allot of sets! Not for here but for Zivity. 
Now screw you guys, I'm going home
Now screw you guys, I'm going home
So buy my great beautifully photographed, varied poses, Natrual lighted, 97% loved set with over 1000 comment now already dammit.
Fuck me
Her eyes said what her tightly pressed lips didnt . If eyes truly are the mirror of ones soul this raggedy doll like creature before me had a soul that begged for it. She resembled a stray cat, long, lean, dirty, fierce with claws that could scratch your eyes out if you approached her the wrong way.
Leaning against the graffiti covered brick wall she resembled an urban flower, her raven black dishevelled hair the petals, the leaves her green pleather jacket and the stem her lanky fishnet covered legs. The bruises decorating her stem her could have looked ugly on any other flower but on her they complimented her, appeared to belong there on the pale, skinny legs.
She was ripe for picking, not yet had she started to withered and fade like so many of those I picked in the past, like so many I ignored on my way down the street this late April evening.
-So Mr. how about it
I raised my eyebrows slightly, made a motion with my head indicating that I wanted her company in the alley behind us.
A small crooked smiley that didnt reach her grey big fuck me eyes appeared on the flowers face.
-No cash, no fun
I gave her a crumpled hundred dollar bill. If this was close to her asking price or not she didn't let on, just took it quickly and showed it into her pocket. Immediately she turned around and walked into the alley, her quick steps indicating that she was eager to get it over with, eager to spend the Benjamin Franklin in her pocket, eager to get a fix on whatever she was on, Heroin I presumed, not really caring what her system craved, it had nothing to do with me.
The musky scent of her and the mouldy smell of the quiet, dirty alley made for an interesting mix.
Pressing her up against the wall I unceremoniously ripped her stockings open, barely registering her small cry of objection. My fingers found what they where looking for, the entry into the flowers garden. Holding her with one hand and unzipping my fly with the other. Entering her was easy, she had surrendered in my grip and made small kitten-like attempts to sound as if she enjoyed having me shoving myself into her and with every brutal push the power of my bodyweight slammed her harder against the wall.
I felt the force build up, the concentrated hot mass waiting to be set free, I had no reason to save it, to make it last longer. With a small sigh I exploded into her, leaning against her while I felt the last of the pulsating energy leave my body.
Pushing myself off her, out of her.
I could reach around the pale neck of my pretty kitten-flower with one of my hands. I looked into her eyes as I squeezed, Watched the Fuck me drain out of her, the cracked red lips making small attempts to breathe like a fish out of water and her leg-stems kicking me, the ground and the wall in weaker and weaker spasm.
I left her there on the alley floor to fade away, to wither like those before her did, and just like those after her will.
She was just a flower, flowers get picked and then loose their beauty.
But they are beautiful while they last.
Her eyes said what her tightly pressed lips didnt . If eyes truly are the mirror of ones soul this raggedy doll like creature before me had a soul that begged for it. She resembled a stray cat, long, lean, dirty, fierce with claws that could scratch your eyes out if you approached her the wrong way.
Leaning against the graffiti covered brick wall she resembled an urban flower, her raven black dishevelled hair the petals, the leaves her green pleather jacket and the stem her lanky fishnet covered legs. The bruises decorating her stem her could have looked ugly on any other flower but on her they complimented her, appeared to belong there on the pale, skinny legs.
She was ripe for picking, not yet had she started to withered and fade like so many of those I picked in the past, like so many I ignored on my way down the street this late April evening.
-So Mr. how about it
I raised my eyebrows slightly, made a motion with my head indicating that I wanted her company in the alley behind us.
A small crooked smiley that didnt reach her grey big fuck me eyes appeared on the flowers face.
-No cash, no fun
I gave her a crumpled hundred dollar bill. If this was close to her asking price or not she didn't let on, just took it quickly and showed it into her pocket. Immediately she turned around and walked into the alley, her quick steps indicating that she was eager to get it over with, eager to spend the Benjamin Franklin in her pocket, eager to get a fix on whatever she was on, Heroin I presumed, not really caring what her system craved, it had nothing to do with me.
The musky scent of her and the mouldy smell of the quiet, dirty alley made for an interesting mix.
Pressing her up against the wall I unceremoniously ripped her stockings open, barely registering her small cry of objection. My fingers found what they where looking for, the entry into the flowers garden. Holding her with one hand and unzipping my fly with the other. Entering her was easy, she had surrendered in my grip and made small kitten-like attempts to sound as if she enjoyed having me shoving myself into her and with every brutal push the power of my bodyweight slammed her harder against the wall.
I felt the force build up, the concentrated hot mass waiting to be set free, I had no reason to save it, to make it last longer. With a small sigh I exploded into her, leaning against her while I felt the last of the pulsating energy leave my body.
Pushing myself off her, out of her.
I could reach around the pale neck of my pretty kitten-flower with one of my hands. I looked into her eyes as I squeezed, Watched the Fuck me drain out of her, the cracked red lips making small attempts to breathe like a fish out of water and her leg-stems kicking me, the ground and the wall in weaker and weaker spasm.
I left her there on the alley floor to fade away, to wither like those before her did, and just like those after her will.
She was just a flower, flowers get picked and then loose their beauty.
But they are beautiful while they last.
