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| Russia | Jan 20 2011, 04:37 PM Post #1321 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia bit his lip and held back his moans, pressing him closer. |
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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, 04:38 PM Post #1322 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia bit as his neck before kissing his collarbone and continued to pick up his pace. |
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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, 04:40 PM Post #1323 |
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Russia moaned and looked up at him, smiling. "How mad would you be if I...pulled away?" He asked, wrapping his legs around him. |
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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, 04:41 PM Post #1324 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia shrugged because he had topped before and he wasn't really caring right now. He made his thrusts faster and tried to angle differently so he could find his prostate so he couldn't really pull away without torturing 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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| Russia | Jan 20 2011, 07:33 PM Post #1325 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia's breath hitched and he moaned loudly as his prostate was hit.
Edited by Prussia, Jan 20 2011, 07:38 PM.
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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, 07:39 PM Post #1326 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned a little louder and continued to aim for that one spot. |
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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, 08:32 PM Post #1327 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia pulled Prussia down and kissed him deeply, pushing his tongue into his mouth to rub his hard as he moaned into his mouth. |
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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, 08:33 PM Post #1328 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia roughly kissed him back as well and continued his fast thrusts against his prostate. He moved his hand to Russia's member and began to stroke him quickly. |
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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, 08:37 PM Post #1329 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia pressed him closer, moaned louder as he bucked his hips slightly, breaking the kiss so he could tilt his head back. |
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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, 08:38 PM Post #1330 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia then attacked his neck and continued the ministrations and thrusts. |
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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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