another f0xmail burst with bug butt cheeks.
the wolf who sent it wanted to share what he found on his lunch break…

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you guys remember this wolf?

remember 1
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i got an email asking me to post about him tonight.
que was trying to smash those butt cheeks to smithereens,
but he found out he is straight and likes snow vixens.
he seems very popular.
everyone is still trying to get into his butt cheeks.
he is still showing them off for the world…

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i got an email this morning and thought to myself:

“what now?”

it was actually a great email….

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the american dollar has lost it’s value.
after all these antics in the government,
it has caused a decline in our worth.
everything worth having has declined also.
one thing that should NEVER decline?
your talents and value.
the other day,
i had something happen that reminded me my worth as a human being.
i’m NOT the fox to settle for less…

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practice makes perfect.
i always imagined that beyonce practiced every day before she became “beyonce”.
i still think she practices to be the greatest.
i read that her father would wake them (destiny’s child) at like 5 in the morning to practice.
to the point he would have them jogging in heels while singing.

beyonce takes her craft seriously,
which is why she is a mega star.
i always wondered why kelly wasn’t so great?
even letoya?
hell, the no named red-head?

not all of us are “beyonce“.
there are a ton of “kellys“,
the other two,
and that one vixen that was kicked out for smiling wrong.

that being said,
you always want to be the best.
even to be great at something,
you need to practice and create your own style.
you don’t want people to say:

“oh yeah he reminds me of…”

nah.
you need your own greatness.
but, does the same apply to relationships?
even, sex?
the amount of times we fuck/suck a hard dick (or cakes),
does it make us a master of a good fuck?
are you memorable?
do you put on a good performance?
do they cry because it is so good?
do people get sad when you leave the stage aka the bed?
i had to ask…

Is your sex game multi-platinum and legendary?

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ya’ll know how i feel about him.

i saw him on the train on my way to work the other day.
well, not him exactly.
his look a like.
same head shape.
same lips.
same eyes.
taller than me.
the regular “braylon edwards” who doesn’t work out as much and works in an office.
the one that probably lives in an apartment in an ok neighborhood.
probably has a kid with his long term girlfriend.
but, can i say this one had some nice cakes like the original?
the way those butt cheeks were stuffed in those slacks….
i nearly became a wolf for a quick second and started howling.

and i got a few pictures i snapped on the low!
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