I'm mangle ,I'm foxy they whispered . Standing under a big bridge with butterflies in their stomachs .Staring into each others sexy eyes. Under the pitch black sky then they leaned in for a kiss. Both knowing that I was going to go somewhere. Oh foxy she moans.no no no shhh.Kiss kiss kiss sitting there swapping spit.For at least five minutes .
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Moxy
RomanceThe romantic story of mangle and foxy of how they fell in love and lived together for the rest of there life
