Softcore and hardcore porn from Tumblr
search wealth on PinDuck or ClipFuck or XXX search
submit your pics
death–420: sergeiboobtitsky: chagrins: I’ve had enough of this school wealth!!! REBLOG WEALTH SOAP IN 10 SECONDS AND U WILL GET WEALTH!!!!! Wealth
death–420: sergeiboobtitsky: chagrins: I’ve had enough of this school wealth!!! REBLOG WEALTH SOAP IN 10 SECONDS AND U WILL GET WEALTH!!!!!
Ohhhh how I adore this dress! And the way the Estate servants look at Me when I wear it! Sorry poor misfortunate scum! Some are born to rule. Others…to be ruled!
Further proof, as if needed, that all people are NOT created equal. WE shop at the finest boutiques and salons. Only the finest jewels, fabrics and skins adorn our bodies. others trudge about in hand-me-downs or thrift store discards. We spend leisure
Today’s posts were so perfect. I love the upper class heartlessness. Why should they care about the lesser creatures? (My response below…) Why indeed? Some might choose simply to ignore their lessers and their servants. To not even acknowledge
The world belongs to the fabulously rich. To the beautiful. It’s Our birth right. Our privilege. We live lavishly. We consume. We waste. We destroy. Excess and decadence are Our watchwords. We only allow you a place in it because We need
To the short, the fat, the ugly, the ill-educated of the world…I say accept your lot! The world belongs to the wealthy, the powerful, the beautiful. And…you have a place in that world. On your KNEES, scrubbing MY floors, washing, folding
Greeting another beautiful day. Breathing the crisp, wintry air. Time to check the traps. Time to see what bounty the night… And the traps…have brought. Most will have died from the frigid night or the shock. They’re the lucky
Dammit! There’s a bug on the surface of the pool! Bring the pool boy to Me NOW! Tie him down here on the pool deck. I’m going to show him what happens to bugs!
Oh don’t be ridiculous! laughing… This is by NO means My collection. Simply those I’ve selected for THIS week. A new one for each day! Furry little vermin…aren’t you glad there are only fifty two weeks in a year!
The look on My face whenever one of those dreadful people approach Me about donating old coats for the ‘poor’.
The smell of success. Smells like…leather. And lots of it!
Sitting and pretending to listen to one of My servants protest My sending their children away to a friend’s estate in Sweden. I could tell they had become a distraction and required far too much of her time…evidenced by the slide in her effic
It’s only sad if you’re on the bottom. Life at the top is just divine. And the view? Looking down on you? Perfect!
We’re so much alike…you and I. Look! W/we both have holes in O/our jeans! What? You say? But you don’t have a seven hundred dollar Givenchy bag? Or an Hermes cashmere coat? Or thousand dollar Louboutins? And…the holes
It’s a quaint and humble little place. But it’s Mine! So how are things in your grubby little shack? Hahahahahahahahahahahaha….
How do I keep such a slim and lovely figure you ask? Well , I had lap band surgery and I have a tiny appetite. But I just love ordering up a lavish spread at every meal. Even if I only take a few bites of it. It comforts Me and makes Me happy. I
Bet no one asks Me if this one is fake! Hahahahahaha…
Giselle and I visited Our favorite furrier while on holiday in Oslo. They specialize in exotics and endangereds. There’s nothing so invigorating as eyeing one’s self in the mirror…adorned in something obscenely rare and expensive…sinking your
monclermimosa: Lynx 👑💎 I spied it there on the rack. It called to Me. I have a keen eye for the best. The softness, the thickness. The flawless transitions of the pelts and tailoring.“How many?” I asked.The owner, a bit confused, replied
Wear it. Lounge on it. Walk on it…and sink those heels into it. Embrace Your dominion. It’s there for the taking. So take and take and take…until there’s nothing left to take.
The still of early morning. There’s a crispness in the air. A peaceful quiet.But if you listen closely…You can hear the far off snaps of the traps springing shut. The occasional faint cry or yelp. Sounds that bring a smile to My face.
You can’t believe the frustrating day I’ve had! FIRST…I was informed the arctic fox shoe pom poms I ordered for My jeweled Louboutins will NOT arrive in time for the Winter Ball. Some lame excuse that that particular species had been ‘hunted
Damn! The Martians aren’t cooperating. Well then…just make the hole bigger. And deeper. A lot deeper.
Don’t they all look so nice? My household staff of well over one hundred. All standing at attention…straight as little arrows. Heads bowed reverently…not a noise to be heard. I could just sit here and stare for hours. Waiting for
death–420: sergeiboobtitsky: chagrins: I’ve had enough of this school wealth!!! REBLOG WEALTH SOAP IN 10 SECONDS AND U WILL GET WEALTH!!!!!
death–420: sergeiboobtitsky: chagrins: I’ve had enough of this school wealth!!! REBLOG WEALTH SOAP IN 10 SECONDS AND U WILL GET WEALTH!!!!! reblogging bc cool not bc ^^^^^ 😒
wealths: lemybeauty via instagram
Wealth is in ideas - not money
wealths:latenightsinthecity via instagram
wealths: latenightsinthecity via instagram
Human wealth ambitions can change religions; but religions can’t change human wealth ambitions. I’m a wealthist: wealth is the real and only god and religion.