an excerpt from the story: "gulf, gulf, gulf." mew leaned in to the man who already wrapped himself more on mews cloak up to his nose. he chuckled. "wait for me, my love." mew whispered and kissed the hair of his one true mate. -------->>>>> another mewgulf story from yours truly. thanks google for the pictures. my work. my sweat. my blood. take any part from this story and own it, ill send you to your grave. kheinnox🌈🌻❤️☀️
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