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| Prussia | Feb 17 2011, 08:51 PM Post #2021 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia frowned and kissed his lips making it so he could no longer bite his lip moving the vibrator faster. |
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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 | Feb 17 2011, 08:55 PM Post #2022 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia kissed him back before he slapped his ass hard, biting the albino's lips hard as well. |
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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 | Feb 17 2011, 09:01 PM Post #2023 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia winced and grabbed his hands tying them back up removing the vibrator from his ass. |
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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 | Feb 17 2011, 09:06 PM Post #2024 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia sighed lightly and tilted his head back, closing his eyes as he panted. |
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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 | Feb 17 2011, 09:07 PM Post #2025 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Is the red lube still working?" he asked moving to look at his face. |
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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 | Feb 17 2011, 09:16 PM Post #2026 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia tried glaring at him and looked away.
Edited by Prussia, Feb 17 2011, 09:18 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 | Feb 17 2011, 09:18 PM Post #2027 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia kissed his cheek going to take that as a very obvious yes.
Edited by Prussia, Feb 17 2011, 09:26 PM.
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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 | Feb 17 2011, 09:28 PM Post #2028 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia quickly turned his head and bit his lips. |
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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 | Feb 17 2011, 09:33 PM Post #2029 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia winced and flicked his nose not wanting him to bite his lips. |
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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 | Feb 17 2011, 09:34 PM Post #2030 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia leaned back, frowning as he breathed heavily. |
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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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