"Abigail, did you know we wuz kangz? Us black men enslaved the Jews back in Egypt and we're here to do it again."
Imagine being black and having sex with Ben Shapiro's sister.
Damn, she is freaking hot.
6 o'clock shadow pits
It's like Ben Shapiro's face on a girl's body with big tits, it's actually pretty disturbing.
I love her goys
Goddamn those Milkers are massive
More from this set? I haven’t seen this one before
I actually don’t think she looks that much like Ben. Like, yeah, I can see the family resemblance, but it’s not like some siblings I’ve seen where the sister literally looks like the brother with long hair and tits.
What’s her endgame?
he doesn't like stubble pits
Hands off faggot. Those milkers are MINE
Imagine being black
Imagine having sex with Ben Shapiro's sister
I'm fine with this though
absorbing my goy sperm into her jewish genepool via missionary while holding hands
That's 100 percent AshkenaziBTW
Imagine meeting a Opera singing Jewess like Abby in Nazi times
It's Summer 1939 in Vienna. You're a young Nazi officer who's out on the town to enjoy the new resurgence of wholesome German culture. At the grand opera house, you go to see a much anticipated Wagnerian production. However, when you look at the playbill, you see a very Jewish name on the role of the leading lady. You are a bit perturbed, but have enough trust in the production to give it a chance. Once it is underway, you become transfixed by the figure on stage. Under the dim lights, a sensuous silhouette proceeds to cry out a lonely aria that draws your senses towards it as if it were a Homeric siren. By the end of the Opera, you feel the need to meet this magnificent being and possess her. You use the little power you have to get an opportunity to make her acquaintance. After the ice is broken, a lengthy and complicated seduction occurs, and eventually you and her fall into a torrid love affair that is erotically charged by the taboo nature behind it.
Your relationship is marked by physical passion and the shared love of culture and music. Dancing in the old halls of the city and listening to the symphonies and recordings of its masters, followed by long nights together. Naked, you take in the beauty of her pendulous breasts; and the glossy thicket of black hair between her smooth porcelain thighs is an intoxicating contrast to behold. These days and nights of bliss eventually come to an end when you are called to the front. Staying true to your ideals, you pry yourself away from this dreamworld and take up the burden of duty, vowing however, to return when all was finished.
After a long deployment you are eventually wounded. During recovery, you are given leave to return home. Once there you search the city for her to find that she has vanished. In this frantic state, your comrades tell you that she went to join relatives in America for safety and you needn’t worry. You want to go there and find her. The opportunity comes when you are sent to Italy in 1943. You pay a corrupt local Mafioso to present you to the Americans as an Italian allied collaborator. You are given refugee status and sent to America a year later. There, under a new identity you make a lengthy search for her relatives and find them. They tell you that she never made it here, and died in Belzec camp a year ago, tearfully showing you the letter they received.
It is now 1996. You are an old man living in an American suburb with an American wife and family. A surviving brother in Europe is the only one left of your old family. You have three kids but one stopped speaking to you when they joined a group of radicals in college. One of them just brought their kids over to your place on the way back from the mall. You don’t like the way he lets them dress. They seem excited ripping open the plastic covers on the things they just bought. Trying to show you their new music disks. The people on one look deformed with piercings and weird hairstyles, the other one looks like black criminals. They also have electronic things that they are frantically pressing buttons on to make noises. They try to show you how it works and you listen, nodding along, but not getting it. Eventually you get tired and excuse yourself. Going down to your study in the basement, you take a seat in the big leather chair and pull out an old record. The record’s initial crackling opens into a haunting waltz and you close your eyes while laying back. Suddenly, you can see the beautiful Vienna dance halls once more, and she is there in your arms again; her merry laughter drowning out the clamor upstairs
God that thing is disgusting
you arent saying much, all ashkenazis have european DNA, so by your logic she is 100% european jewish?
Grandes Tetas Jazaríes
are you projecting? she is literally whiter than you
she's a rat-faced jew
....imagine other threads
shes whiter than me reee
tfw no abby GF to bleach the swarth out of me
Do Jewish girls love the BBC as much as white women?
Aaw shit, here we go again
Like a lot of Jews she had an arranged marriage.
Thats adorable. They can bond over how the fact that neither of them have fathers
her profile pics are frightening with that sloped forehead.
It looks reptilian.