Moonman's Wrath

Moonman continues to slam the horse to the ground, mashing it into a fine orange paste.

“OL OL OL! Taste the fury of white power you orange skinned chink monster!” Moonman laughed, his massive pale cock now fully erect and ready to perform.

With the fury of a thousand suns, the powerful white man plunged his erect penis into the prone form of the cyan Pegasus that had previously attacked him.

“Taste it, TASTE IT!” Howled the monsterously endowed white supremacist, smashing the insides of the pony until it couldn’t help but be forced out of unconsciousness and into pure pleasure mixed with agonizing pain as it’s once virgin asshole was ripped asunder.