el carlitos wasn’t your average catboy. Sure, he had the usual traits—twitchy ears that flicked at the slightest sound, a long, striped tail that swished when he was annoyed, and a knack for napping in the most inconvenient places (like the middle of the kitchen counter). But what set Xyriss apart was his obsession with maps. Not just any maps—old, crinkly ones with faded ink and mysterious markings, the kind you’d find tucked away in dusty attics or forgotten library corners.

Rawr X3 nuzzles How are you? pounces on you you're so warm o3o notices you have a bulge someone's happy! nuzzles your necky wecky ~murr~ hehe 😉 rubbies your bulgy wolgy you're so big! rubbies more on your bulgy wolgy it doesn't stop growing .///. kisses you and licks your neck daddy likes 😉 nuzzle wuzzle I hope daddy likes wiggles butt and squirms I wanna see your big daddy meat! wiggles butt I have a little itch o3o wags tails can you please get my itch? put paws on your chest nyea~ it's a seven inch itch rubs your chest can you pwease? squirms pwetty pwease? 😦 I need to be punished runs paws down your chest and bites lip like, I need to be punished really good paws on your bulge as I lick my lips I'm getting thirsty. I could go for some milk unbuttons your pants as my eyes glow you smell so musky

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Xyriss wasn’t your average catboy. Sure, he had the usual traits—twitchy ears that flicked at the slightest sound, a long, striped tail that swished when he was annoyed, and a knack for napping in the most inconvenient places (like the middle of the kitchen counter). But what set Xyriss apart was his obsession with maps. Not just any maps—old, crinkly ones with faded ink and mysterious markings, the kind you’d find tucked away in dusty attics or forgotten library corners.

My only sunshine
You make me happy
When skies are gray
You'll never know, dear
How much I love you
Please don't take
My sunshine away
The other night, dear
As I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you
In my arms
When I awoke, dear
I was mistaken
So I hung my head and cried
You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
When skies are gray
You'll never know, dear
How much I love you
Please don't take
My sunshine away

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