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| Russia | Jan 20 2011, 09:41 AM Post #1261 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned lightly and bit his lip, tilting his head back slightly. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jan 20 2011, 09:46 AM Post #1262 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia then moved to stroke him at a slow pace and moved his own fingers to his mouth to coat them with saliva. When that was done and he picked up his strokes slightly, he moved his fingers to Russia's entrance prodding him lightly. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jan 20 2011, 09:55 AM Post #1263 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia shivered and moaned lightly before he pulled Prussia up to kiss him lightly. He lightly ran his tongue over his lips and pulled away, moving his legs so he could lightly move his hips against him. "You want to top me, da?" |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jan 20 2011, 09:59 AM Post #1264 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Why not since you are already naked~." he smirked a little slowly pushing in one finger. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jan 20 2011, 10:07 AM Post #1265 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned and tilted his head back, before he smiled and kissed his cheek. "And you want to right now?" |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jan 20 2011, 10:09 AM Post #1266 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia smiled and moved to nip at his neck lightly before pushing in one more but stopping there because Russia didn't bottom that much.
Edited by Prussia, Jan 20 2011, 10:09 AM.
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jan 20 2011, 10:12 AM Post #1267 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia winced slightly but soon relaxed, tilting his head so he could have better access to his neck. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jan 20 2011, 10:14 AM Post #1268 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia began moving his fingers in and out slowly curling them as well. He continued to move across his neck leaving butterfly kisses and a bite every now and then. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | Jan 20 2011, 10:18 AM Post #1269 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned and moved his hips with Prussia's fingers slowly, tangling his fingers in Prussia's hair. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | Jan 20 2011, 10:18 AM Post #1270 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia pushed in the last finger to quickly stretch him more and soon pulled them out positioning himself. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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