quick foxhole townhall meeting.

everyone’s throat giving techniques is different.
slow.
fast.
sloppy.
deep throat.
always swallow.
some give head for pleasure.
others like to compete with the others who domed his dick to oblivion.
i personally like the power of having a wolf by the balls.
so no doubt i saw this and i had to show ou all the beginner foxes out there…

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hit that note baby!

this entry is only for the foxes out there who are adventurous.
the ones who want to please a wolf/hybrid and get a little nasty.
nothing turns me on by dominating a wolf/hybrid sometimes.
a powerful one,
one that is a hood,
muscular as hell,
or the “attention whore” is even better.
having him beggging, toes curling, moaning, and running.
making him do things he has never done before.
what we do in the bedroom is between us.
so that being said,
it’s HIS turn.

this entry is not for the blatant hoes.
i’m sure my well qualified freaks know how this already.
see you can’t do this type of freaky shit with everyone.
not everyone is ready for the message.
this is NOT for the wolf you met on a chat site for a one night stand.
the one who is “fine” and you want to keep him around.
those morons don’t deserve this.
this is only for the wolves who you are with.
maybe a consistent fuck buddy you want to practice on.
i even think this should be done on special occasions or surprises.
so enough with this intro.

let’s get started, shall we?…
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the things you find on these sex sites.
one of my faithful f-bi sent me this…
…and let’s just say i’m sure someone reading may hit this add up.

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i couldn’t sleep.

it didn’t help that i read the 40+ comments to that last entry as they came in.
the whole night i thought about the rapper.
i thought about things he told me and things he spoke about.
i thought his life, his decisions, and his outcome.
as big as his list is,
his life isn’t where he needs it to be.
he is still trying to be taking seriously as a rapper.
he never had a serious job in his life.
how he makes money is a mystery.
he got frustrated over something trivial.
not to mention, he came in and dropped his coat on the floor.
no apartment or car.
i felt like i was in high school again.
after school.
he was the “pre baller wolf that came over to get tutored“.
i was the “geek who sat in the front of the class“.
he seems to just be going through life without a solid plan.
he is not a “man”.
my “man”.
he has actually dated a couple foxes in the past.
hell, i watched him fuck one’s brains out raw like it was a top rated myvidster flick.

“oh daddy! oh shit nigga! i love this dick!”
“________________” – no reply from him.

his pipe did the replying and judging from how he fucked him,
it loved him….

hard.

(lowkey: his ex is FINE as hell.
caramel, nice body, and looks like something being reblogged on tumblr.
hell, he could be on tumblr….)

but, i had to wonder what “dated” meant to him exactly?
was it someone he was having consistent sex with?
someone with a fat ass that was “his“?
did they even have a conversation?
one thing he told me yesterday:

“jamari, i like you because you listen to me.”

is this new to him?
in a world where sex is easy,
people cum and go,
and you are only as good as your last fuck i started to wonder…

Are we just a “number“?

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“let me see all the people you messed with.”
“i can’t boo…”
“why not?”
“there is too much.”
“what is too much?”

silence.

that was the rapper wolf-hybrid.
i mentioned in my other entry a couple days ago that i met for lunch.
well, he was at my crib today.
he wanted to come over because he needed to get away.
plus, he wanted to let me hear a single he has been working on.
give him some tips on what he should do as far as his image.

low key: i still got myself “prepared” before he came over.
just in case.

i may have let him knock the dust off.
i know.
it’s been a long time and the way we been flirt texting….

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you like to fuck me, don’t you?

i know.
i like to fuck you too.
we fuck really good.
our sexual chemistry is… influential.
remember when we fucked in front of your best friend?
he said he was about to join us.
lol.
no wait…wait… remember the first time we ever fucked?
you thought it would be cute to decorate the bedroom with candles.
it made me smile.
obviously you didn’t know we were going to… fuck.
that “raw passionate nasty” type of fucking.
i hate you fucking.
make up sex fucking.
i miss you fucking.
just got out of jail fucking.
“i waited a long time for this” fucking.
fucking has no romance.
there are no candles or roses on the bed.
anita baker or teddy pendergrass.
it’s an explosion of lust.
and you lusted me… hard.
on the floor.
like an animal.
making me beg.
making me cry.
i felt like your nasty bitch.
i actually loved it.
i wanted you to stop.
you didn’t.
you alley ooped all in my shit.
did the dougie in my booty.
you took it and owned it.
i had no choice.
i didn’t care.
it was good.
it was amazing.
it was dynamic.
i could still smell you on me the next day.
but… we have to stop this.
it isn’t healthy.
i can’t keep doing this.
it isn’t going anywhere.
you just want my ass.
the lock to the garden of ecstasy.
i just want your dick.
the only thing that tames me.
i become your slave.
you like that.
i hate that.
your dick has this control over me.
shit i’m horny now.
let’s fuck and get it over with.
end it once and for all.

ya know what?
i’ll let marsha ambrosius sing it for you in her new song…

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