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| Prussia | Feb 19 2011, 01:37 AM Post #2101 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"J..ja..." he mumbled moaning more and moved to nibble on his ear. Prussia still moved slowly for a little longer before trying 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 | Feb 19 2011, 08:38 AM Post #2102 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned lightly, moving his hips back against the Prussian's as he slowly was starting to get over the pain. |
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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 19 2011, 08:46 AM Post #2103 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia continued to thrust into him picking up his pace and continued to nibble from his ear to his neck then back. |
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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 19 2011, 08:51 AM Post #2104 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned a bit louder, resting his head against the headboard as he began moving his hips in circular motions. |
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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 19 2011, 08:55 AM Post #2105 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia was moaning along with him because it was still very tight but at least it didn't hurt because of how tight it was. He began to move faster now moving his hands to his hips to help him. |
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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 19 2011, 09:29 AM Post #2106 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia tilted his head back, moaning as he arched his back. He moved his hips against him at a quicker pace, biting his lip lightly. |
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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 19 2011, 09:34 AM Post #2107 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia continued to move going a little faster as his moans grew a little. He was beginning to feel himself get close to release so he moved a hand down to Russia's member to stroke him quickly for a few seconds before taking the ring off. |
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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 19 2011, 11:13 AM Post #2108 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia couldn't help but release soon after the ring was taken off, bucking his hips at the sheer strength of his climax as he also hit his head really hard on the bed frame, hearing a loud crack. He moaned loudly, breathing heavily as he slowly came down from his high. Something dripped down his forehead, but he couldn't tell if it was blood or sweat, probably a mixture of both, he was too captured in the bliss of finally getting his release to care much. |
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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 19 2011, 11:20 AM Post #2109 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia released right after him and was breathing heavily as he heard the crack. He looked up pulling out and pulled out the vibrator. Then he moved to look at his head as he untied him. Shit... |
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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 19 2011, 03:01 PM Post #2110 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia rested his head against the headboard, wrapping his arms around himself once his hands were free. He closed his eyes, not even really paying any mind to the pain in his ass, skull and wrists. |
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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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