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f0xmail: I’m Reaching For A Wolf Amongst The Stars… Is It Possible?

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Hey fellow foxen-friend. As a loving reader of your blog i took the opportunity today to write you something about my story, my goals, in hope to find out what you may say about this as i appreciate your views and see the connection we sometimes have. First of I have to tell you what some of your readers might not like: I’m a descendant of the snowfoxxes. My skin is looking like snow covered it, still I like me some men of a certain skintone. You know what I mean ­čśë I live in a small village in germany, but despite what “Fanny” said, the gay-loving guy above meant it good with me. He placed an american air base close to my home. So I had the luck of meeting what I always wanted and yes – I got it. From a regular soldier to the powerful captain that sneaked me into what is forbidden for us germans, the air base. Liking what I experienced so far, I traveled to paradise: America! As a foxxen that likes rappers & ballers, of course, I had to travel to my new found hometown: LaLa Land. If you think by now, I’m one of those thirsty guys wanting famous guys and have their money. No thanks. I have a degree, I’d say I’m intelligent. Still I settled my goal to get a baller or rapper. Some laugh about me, some say I shouldnt dream so high, some call me cheap and compare me to a whore. I found this quote saying what I think I feel: “Sometimes we don’t reach for the stars. Sometimes we are satisfied with what people tell us we are supposed to be satisfied with. And I’m not going for that.” I was asking myself the whole time: Is there something good about it?

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f0xmail: I’m Sorry… But Who Is The Owner Of All That Chocolate?

Hey Jamari!

Hope all has been well your way. I’m asking for a favor, yet again!!!!
 
….for some reason, you’re detective skills are on point. Do you know the name of the male model in the new Ciara video “Sorry?” That man is fine and chocolate lol!
 
I just haven’t seen him on the scene (or I haven’t paid attention to him). And like you, I’m a connoisseur of fine wolves (lol).

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The Wolf Who Cries “I’m Single and Sad” Wolf

Look at him:

Aside from the fact he used his body as a coloring book,
Foxes,
he is actually the Wolf of our fantasies.

He is fine as hell.
He has a body that needs to be fucked, jerked off, or sucked on every night.
And, his lips were made to blow bubbles in your Foxhole.
He is someone I would like to know that I have the pleasure of fucking.
Hopefully his dick game is worth all the effort.

But I picked up something through observation,
which lead me to asking this question…

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Hi, I’m CoochieLana and I’ll Be Your Wolf’s Beard Today!

Im just letting all you Baller Wolves know reading…
That I will be also doing a screening for your beards when you are with me…
Like these two:

I need to like her ass too.

So my Vixens over at Baller Alert came up with a list for other Vixens to become beards.
Something I am all too familiar with when your image needs a cute hoe on your arm…

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My Wolf is Buried Underneath Large Piles of Bullshit…. and It Stinks!

I like to have faith “he” is out there.

Yet, I do not know who “he” is.
I have an idea what “he” should look like, but will “he” live up to that expectation?
I just have this feeling that like anything else in my life,
something “BIG” is going to cum and sweep me off my feet.
“He” is out there and he is looking for me, dammit!
“He” maybe going through countless bs, but we will run into each other soon.
Let me tidy up because “he” should be making his appearance soon… right?
Or, have I ran into him and didn’t┬árecognize┬áthe signs he was throwing out?

What if he was shy and I had to make the first move?
What if I looked past him because his style did not meet my requirements?
What if I laughed at him in my head because he was a man with a muffin top?
I had to wonder…

Who is “he“?

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