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| Russia | Sep 19 2011, 04:01 PM Post #4191 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia helped him with his task, shivers running through his body whenever the albino touched his skin. |
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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 | Sep 19 2011, 04:34 PM Post #4192 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Remember...tell me any time to stop." he mumbled as he pulled away from the kiss to take a quick breather before kissing him again. Prussia moved his hands down and stroked Russia again to get him relaxed so he could begin stretching 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 | Sep 19 2011, 09:12 PM Post #4193 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned against his lips, his arms wrapping themselves around the albino's neck. He moved his hips slowly into his hands. He wanted more and more of the Prussian. |
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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 | Sep 19 2011, 09:15 PM Post #4194 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia smiled as he pulled away quickly kissing down his torso so he could grab the tube of lube pouring some on his fingers. He slowly pushed a finger inside of Russia and sucked on the tip of his erection. |
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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 | Sep 19 2011, 09:23 PM Post #4195 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia gasped and arched his back, gripping the bedding as he tilted his head back. "A-Ah..." He moaned, biting his lip. "Y-You do not have to do 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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| Prussia | Sep 19 2011, 09:33 PM Post #4196 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Do what?" he asked looking at him wanting to make sure he wasn't doing anything Russia didn't want. |
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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 | Sep 20 2011, 07:56 AM Post #4197 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Y-You do not have to suck me..." He murmured, breathing 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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| Prussia | Sep 20 2011, 08:31 AM Post #4198 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"It will help distract you." he assured him as he pushing the finger farther into him as he curled it. |
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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 | Sep 20 2011, 08:37 AM Post #4199 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia gasped, tilting his head back. "B-But it feels good..." |
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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 | Sep 20 2011, 08:51 AM Post #4200 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"That's the point." he smiled at Russia and slowly pushed a second finger into him so he could begin stretching 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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