u/BunBunSnowBun

The stronger conquer. The weakest adapts and tries to survive. And... What about us bunnies? We sit in the middle, but what is our role? We are inferior to our gods, kings, bulls and thugs... But we are superior to "you-know-who", so what role do we play? Simple... Trophies.

We are not just sexual objects for our kings' pleasure, we are pure jewelry. Our perfect, pearly white skin shines and makes such a perfect contrast with theirs, dark as night.

A god can't exist without its fellow worshippers and followers, and that's our real purpose: to make sure our superiors are treated as they deserve. Adored, cherished, nurtured too if needed... We provide to each and every needs of theirs.

And this doesn't apply only to us snowbunnies, but to ricebunnies, caramel bunnies and whatever other skin tone you have.

So keep up the good work sisters, tug on your king's arm, make sure EVERYONE admire the beautiful contrast and more so, help them shine brighter than they could've ever imagined✨

No better thing than teasing young, hung, horse sized thugs like this... Just waiting for their manly, strong hands to grab that thin fabric and pull it on the side, revealing this perfect, puffy, pink, PURE... White. Pussy. And then... We all know what happens, don't we?~🍆✊🏿♠️💖

Put me on my knees if I didn't fall there already. Make me tug on your pants. Pull out your MARVELOUS SLAB OF DARK MEAT. And just make me beg for it. Make me beg to suck your fat ballsack. Make me beg to give you the sloppiest head you could ever receive. Make me beg to receive your seed, your HERITAGE. Make me beg... As you slap that ebony polearm on my face. Asserting dominance. Ruining me.~💖🫦🥵♠️🥵🫦💖

Now don't get me wrong, you all cute bulls, studs and kings on the softer side, sometimes being treated and cherished as a princess is good. But... Damn, that feral instinct, the lust, the carnal passion that comes with you thugs, you brutes, violent, handy... Being manhandled, tolled around, treated as a pleasure object... Just thinking about that makes these lips of mine soooo wet already 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

And I'll always support my fellow sisters in doing so~💋♠️💖

Kneeling down, in between our thug's, bull's or king's legs, face up admiring that powerful, virile manhood he holds. Smearing its scent on us, marking our ivory bodies as his own properties. Sniffing that intoxicating smell that comes from that musky shaft, one that makes everyone of us drool as soon as it gets closer, mouth watering at the thought of savoring that delicious rod later on. And what's better... That marvelous length, along with that wonderful thickness, slapping on our pale faces allow us not to see anything else. No problems... No thoughts... No whitebois...

Just us snowbunnies, and that thick, ebony sword we love so much.~♠️