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| Prussia | Aug 4 2011, 05:07 PM Post #3411 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned lightly moving his hands to Russia's ass giving it a squeeze. |
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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 | Aug 4 2011, 05:16 PM Post #3412 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned lightly, moving his hips against the other's. |
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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 | Aug 4 2011, 06:01 PM Post #3413 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia pulled him closer smirking a little and squeezed his ass again. |
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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 | Aug 4 2011, 06:04 PM Post #3414 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smirked, moaning lightly. He slipped his hands into the albino's pants to grip him through his boxers. |
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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 | Aug 4 2011, 06:28 PM Post #3415 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia's breath hitched and he moved one hand around to undo Russia's pants so eh could slip his hand into Russia's. |
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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 | Aug 4 2011, 06:42 PM Post #3416 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia's breath hitched and he smirked slightly, kissing him roughly again. |
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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 | Aug 4 2011, 06:50 PM Post #3417 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia kissed him back deeply beginning to roughen it as he moved a hand also in the front of his pants to stimulate both sides. |
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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 | Aug 4 2011, 06:54 PM Post #3418 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia pulled away after a while and kissed his neck, tugging on the albino's pants. |
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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 | Aug 4 2011, 07:12 PM Post #3419 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Nein you should get out of yours first." he said glad to have the other's pants already undone so he could pull them down. |
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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 | Aug 4 2011, 08:57 PM Post #3420 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia rolled his eyes slightly at that. |
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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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