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Porn Star and hypnotist Jack Drago
When you’re fisting it’s like there’s nothing outside the experience of the two of you, my hand and your ass completely filling my consciousness. Time dilates just like the hole I’m stretching and every moment stretches to infinity.
Once your own corruption has proceeded far enough, you can assume your place in the heirarchy and enslave others. Always…
While in San Francisco for Folsom Street Fair 2024, my husband I met a Satanist I’d hypnotized and played with before, to record some thoroughly demon possessed bareback sex while I was in town.
Playing with great big fisting dildos with my buddy in San Francisco.
The annual football trip, to watch the Buffalo Bulls play and then fisting my drunk husband after.
Sometimes I am so horny I don’t even take off my clothes and just raw dog him bareback on the living room floor in my camo, stains be damned.
I flew out to San Francisco to see my fisting buddy in the end of last August, plus a nice little trip across the bridge to Mazzy Starr.
When bate daddy keeps you up all night there might be some consequences in the morning. Wake up piggy, it’s time for your brainwashing.
Prowling under the crescent moon, Just before the crack of dawn The Beast has awakened. I am demonically horny today…
Once in a blue moon, I create a system so powerful that it can change you into an entirely different person. Follow along for the story of how I created my “Satan’s Warrior” hypnosis system.