the role of the fox.
all for the sake of pleasure and pleasing.
don’t you love it?
in this lifestyle,
it seems being a fox is like being a serial killer.
you feed the neighborhood rats with body parts.
when you choose to receive instead of give,
or do both,
it opens up for many opinions and criticism.
“ugh i mean…”
Whats the big deal with being a fox?
everyone meet senior pastor darwin randolph!
isn’t he handsome?
well allegedly you can get some that too.
i’m sure without paying an offering.
well not one that doesn’t involve money that is.
obnoxious tv broke the story and my f-bi filled me in.
aah another member of the “chuuch in d/l and all that is christ” congregation…
I can just imagine some Vixen is getting wet in her panties…
Chair soaked to the bone…
… because some sexy Wolf is popping his butt cheeks on Youtube.
Sounds about right?
It’s really nice to meet you.
You are sexy.
Can you join my man and I for a three some?”
I was asked the be to the 3, in an act of 2.