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I Told Him, “If I Had A Pu$$y, He Could Beat My Shit Into A Coma”.

that fox root.

the potent spell that works on the straightest of Wolves.
even ones in relationships get turned out.
one sniff and they are overwhelmed.
can’t stop thinking about you.
need you in their life for the cure.

the only problem with the root is that it is so strong,
it often scares them too…

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Jon Beason Makes Me Sweat and Should Cum Wipe Me Down

anyone remember jon (click here)?
i never forgot.

looooooove to see a man sweat.
especially after a good workout.
usually means he put in some serious work.
ain’t that right jon?

check why this wolf is covered in sweat and some other good bonus materials…

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This Vixen is Worried People Now Think She Is A H03

i usually don’t give a fuck what people think.
if i was a vixen, i’d probably be living in a brownstone with all my bills paid off.

sure my dms got leaked.
sure i been talking to a couple baller wolves.
sure i have some screen shots.
sure other bitches are hating.

story of the fast life.
this vixen obviously needs to find her balls….

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A Fox’s Thoughts While S E X I N G

I nearly broke his back slamming him up against that wall…

when you’re horny,
you get super human strength for some reason.
i haven’t had sex in close to a year.
my body was READY for this.
who else would be the perfect candidate than my ex?
rather than go out there and find some stranger wolf,
i could hit my bastard of an ex up and rent his pipe for the night….

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All The Fine Wolves Go To The Brooklyn Muesum on Saturdays…

I have come to realize that a lot of good looking people live in NY.
A lot are very hood and you just can’t take them anywhere.
Sadly, you won’t know unless they take a bath and clean themselves up for an event.
They all head to the biggest event,
which is on 1st Saturday of every month at the Brooklyn Museum.

Basically the whole museum is open for the general public.
They have a ton of open mini events,
in the parking lot is a huge party,
and best of all: the iCandy is orgasmic.
Everyone puts on their most fashionable looks,
baby oils their body,
vixens get a fresh weave,
and goes to show out.
It NEVER has hoodrats.
They always seem intimidated to attend.
It always attracts the freshest and finest of the city.
Everyone from gay, straight, white, black, latino, asain, college, graduate, professional…
just come together and get along for one night out every month.

(I showed some visuals here here briefly…)

Last weekend,
and a couple weekends to be honest,
I have played hooky for some reason.

I don’t know if it is my mood or the fact I’m “re-inventing”, but I’m not interested.
I don’t know, but I did advise someone to go and I got a nice phone call about it…

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Mister Red Riding Fox On The Way To The Club For A Big Bad Wolf….?

“You not meeting no Wolves cause you not on the scene!”

Spoken through my phone by Star Fox.
I shuddered at the thought of going to a gay club.
But his sentence stuck with me.
I often wondered how much that is true?
I always wondering how does one meet a Wolf if they aren’t actively making a name for themselves.
But at the same time, the name you make on the scene is always filled with rumors and drama.
You go out and meet a Wolf….
…. but is it just a temporary good time… with all your business on Front Street?
That mofo will have the whole club knowing he fucked the shit out of you… literally.
I had to ask….