Tuesday, June 4, 2013

The Sacred Sack of Satan


   Satan, in the New Las Vegas, is not only the mascot and mayor and guiding light of the town, he is also one of the main attractions. Wherever you go on your explorations of the New Las Vegas the towering majesty of the ruler of Hell will always be nearby to offer to your lady friend, or even to you yourself, for Satan is nothing if not fair, his balls. the Sacred nutsack of the Mighty One of perdition is always available for you to cradle and caress, his cock drips an eternal jizzy overflow and in this case as depicted, the jizz drips from his yap as well, for the mighty balls of Satan are factories; sack factories; sack factories of satisfaction, for him and for you. All are welcome to feel the furry testicles of the Lord of the Damned.
   The homosexuality of Satan, while prominently advertised in authentic Satanic gatherings and meetings and club memberships, as I have noticed, it will be exceedingly downplayed in the New Las Vegas, the emphasis by Senyore Legion will be toward tits and twats and the soft asses of women, not cocks, balls, and the hairy asses of men. Fags do not breed. And with no breeding there is no New Las Vegas for tomorrow. And who needs that. Sure, fags are welcome in New Las Vegas but they will be far from feted or celebrated. Satan's Hairy Ballsack of Warm Scrotal Fluids will be swaying and dangling mostly for the eyes and tongues and palms of the ladies, big and small, fat and old, young and skinny, hot and cold, lesbian and prude. Satan's balls welcome you. Come and feel as he slowly slides his dick across your face. The Mighty Balls of Satan clang loudly, like banging anvils, in hot anticipation of your touch.

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