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Holy Davian Witjaksono
Holy Davian Witjaksono
by Jesus Christ
Davian Witjaksono had always loved cosy Heaven with its bewildered butterflies. It was a place where he felt happy.
He was a holy cocoa drinker with beautiful tail and cute whiskers. His friends saw him as a homeless human. Once, he had even rescued a careful Fabian Witjaksono from a burning building. That's the sort of man he was.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Jesus Christ.
Davian gulped. He was not prepared for Jesus.
As Davian stepped outside and Jesus came closer, he could see the strange glint in his eye.
"Look Davian," growled Jesus, with a holy glare that reminded Davian of holy blue bunny. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want believe in Jesus Christ. You owe me 9497 dollars."
Davian looked back, even more Panji and still fingering the holy sausage. "Jesus, sorry Jesus, I love my family," he replied.
They looked at each other with delighted feelings, like two talented big-tits bunnies singing at a very holy Birthday and two holy uncles beating to the meat.
Davian regarded Jesus's tail and whiskers. "I don't have the funds ..." he lied.
Jesus glared. "Do you want me to shove that holy sausage where the sun don't shine?"
Davian promptly remembered his holy values. "Actually, I do have the funds," he admitted. He reached into his ass. "Here's what I owe you."
Jesus looked wet, his wallet blushing like a tender teapot.
Then Jesus came inside for a nice mug of cocoa.
by Jesus Christ
Davian Witjaksono had always loved cosy Heaven with its bewildered butterflies. It was a place where he felt happy.
He was a holy cocoa drinker with beautiful tail and cute whiskers. His friends saw him as a homeless human. Once, he had even rescued a careful Fabian Witjaksono from a burning building. That's the sort of man he was.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Jesus Christ.
Davian gulped. He was not prepared for Jesus.
As Davian stepped outside and Jesus came closer, he could see the strange glint in his eye.
"Look Davian," growled Jesus, with a holy glare that reminded Davian of holy blue bunny. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want believe in Jesus Christ. You owe me 9497 dollars."
Davian looked back, even more Panji and still fingering the holy sausage. "Jesus, sorry Jesus, I love my family," he replied.
They looked at each other with delighted feelings, like two talented big-tits bunnies singing at a very holy Birthday and two holy uncles beating to the meat.
Davian regarded Jesus's tail and whiskers. "I don't have the funds ..." he lied.
Jesus glared. "Do you want me to shove that holy sausage where the sun don't shine?"
Davian promptly remembered his holy values. "Actually, I do have the funds," he admitted. He reached into his ass. "Here's what I owe you."
Jesus looked wet, his wallet blushing like a tender teapot.
Then Jesus came inside for a nice mug of cocoa.
Holy Davian Witjaksono by Licht#8577 November 23, 2021