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Jack’d: The Valley of The Nymphos
“well that dick ain’t gonna meet itself jamari.”
i love the people in my life.
that was the text discussion i was having with a fox last week.
i was ranting how i needed some pipe.
selective pipe.
the type of pipe with a nice pair of these:
…
(whew)
sittin’ just right.
sure it may not be “good dick” stroke wise,
but nothing wrong with a visual nut right?
last regular basic hybrid i gave a chance was a snore.
he fucked me to sleep.
literally.
“jack’d?”.
oh that place.
how we always go back to social sites when the going gets… hard.
after downloading the app again,
i decided to try something different this time…
The Games People Play
today i made the move.
i gave into the temptation.
i finally did it…
…and i’m mad i did.
one of my favorite f-bi wolves hit me up in email to talk about peanut.
after that entry,
he knew i was feeling a little down.
after a verbal tongue lashing,
and a lot of laughs,
he actually cheered me up.
he suggested something that would keep my mind occupied.
oh has it.
has it!!!!….
Stick Your Nose In Those Butt Cheeks and See Where It Gets Ya!
exploration can be an interesting learning experience.
vixens usually explore inside a wet and juicy pussy to see if they like it.
sometimes they do.
sometimes they don’t.
some straight wolves end up being “something” in our world.
ya know,
just to see what all the hype is all about.
sometimes they stay.
other times they run the fuck out.
it only has positive results if you go into it with no expectations.
let’s not even talk about the disaster if things aren’t what you imagined.
star fox had an interesting experience today….
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The Blind Was Led To Me
“hey wassup jamari.”
“who the hell is this?”
my rude ass,
but that is how it all started.
that was the text i got a few days ago.
didn’t know the number.
i wasn’t about to answer,
but something told me to.
who knew star fox would be involved in this…
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You’re Dark Skinned So I’m Not Even Interested In You.
i caught up with a sista friend yesterday.
when we talk,
it is always a deep conversation about life.
my favorite!
the topic was black people.
we got onto the subject of skin color.
she said that if beyonce was as dark as her,
she would not have nearly the amount of success that she has.
“i kinda agree”.
she also pondered why these sistas in the industry always dye their hair blonde?
i often wondered myself because many of them looking stunning with darker hair.
before we hung up,
she said i should thank my parents i am able to “pass“.
“life is not to kind to dark berries,” she said.
that part left me confused…
… but i got it.
i wanted to say it hasn’t got me a job,
but whatever.
i started to wonder if the lighter the skin,
the more open the magic door of acceptance?
would life,
according to her,
be amazing if you “pass“?…
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