The Happy Hour of Doom’s Dick

ARGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

What a small world this is.
You can’t fuck someone without them knowing someone who knows someone.
This lifestyle had to be so tiny.
So I met up with a Wolf of mine who has been tryna lasso me for quite some time.
He is short, pudgy, and not my speed – BUT, he is still a friend.
We will call him PR since he does public relations for a major publication.

PR asked me to come with him to a Happy Hour’s spot after work.
I agreed since it was a beautiful day in the Concrete Forest.
When I got to the spot, he waved me down from where he was at the bar.
When I walked up to him, to my surprise, he was with someone.

When dude turned around……………

…. it was a dude I have mentioned before.

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The Inner Depths of my Velvet Walls

I saw the nastiest thing the other day via Xtube.
If you want to peep it ———-> CLICK HERE.

I just can’t understand WHY Foxes exploit themselves for an hour of penis.
3 Wolf on 1 burrito, cum sliding out, and our version of beef curtains.
I can’t…

After I threw up my Chicken and Broccoli calzone,
I thought about us who keep it tite AND right.
NOT EVERYONE SHOULD BE ABLE TO SAY THEY GOT ACCESS IN YA SHIT.
That means you just easy admittance.
Some of us let a Wolf work for it.
We do not have so much leg work going in and out of our Foxholes.
Just because we know the value of reaction at a nice grip.
Nothing makes for a good night than Velvet Walls.

Take a gander at the 3 levels in your Fox hole….

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