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| Russia | Nov 22 2010, 08:33 PM Post #221 |
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Russia smiled and pecked his lips lightly. "Good." He said softly, starting to move slowly. |
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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 | Nov 22 2010, 08:35 PM Post #222 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned again and wrapped his legs around him wanting him to go 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 | Nov 22 2010, 08:38 PM Post #223 |
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Russia kissed his jaw lightly and picked up his pace, moaning lowly. He smiled and moved his lips to his neck, biting and kissing the soft, warm flesh. |
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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 | Nov 22 2010, 08:40 PM Post #224 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned louder having his heavy breathing hitch as he bit him and arched his back hoping he'd go farther in. He wrapped his arms around Russia to help him get closer to 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 | Nov 22 2010, 08:44 PM Post #225 |
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Russia moaned and moved a bit so that he was sitting and Prussia was over him. He put his hands on his hips and thrust upwards, getting deeper into him. He kissed him deeply to stifle their moans. |
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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 | Nov 22 2010, 08:46 PM Post #226 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moved with him helping him go deeper and kissed him back roughly. He pulled himself closer to Russia. |
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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 | Nov 22 2010, 08:51 PM Post #227 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia slid his tongue into his mouth and pressed down on his hips, picking up his pace. He wrestled his tongue roughly and tilted his head slightly, before he moved a hand to his member to stroke him in time with his thrusts. |
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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 | Nov 22 2010, 08:53 PM Post #228 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned louder as his breathing got heavier. He moaned paritcularly loud when his prostate was finally found in his opinion seeing white. |
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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 | Nov 22 2010, 08:54 PM Post #229 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned a bit and kissed him deeper, aiming his thrusts so that he would hit his prostate harder. |
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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 | Nov 22 2010, 08:56 PM Post #230 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned louder feeling himself reach his climax faster and 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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