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| Russia | Dec 2 2010, 12:09 PM Post #821 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Thank god you don't know where they are so you can't use them on me~." Russia laughed and pushed another finger in. |
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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 | Dec 2 2010, 12:11 PM Post #822 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia dropped his chin to his chest and glared at him. "I'm going... to thro... throw them out." he growled as best he could moaning a little louder. |
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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 | Dec 2 2010, 12:14 PM Post #823 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia laughed lightly and searched for his prostate. "Then you better hope that you can find them all." |
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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 | Dec 2 2010, 12:17 PM Post #824 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Bastard..." he moaned trying to move a little to help get the fingers in deeper and tilted his head back. It wasn't really long before a louder moan escaped his lips signaling that Russia had pretty much found his bundle of nerves. |
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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 | Dec 2 2010, 01:13 PM Post #825 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled and kissed his jawline. He pulled his fingers out after a while and kissed his nose 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 | Dec 2 2010, 01:15 PM Post #826 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia groaned not wanting the fingers to leave him and glared at him wanting him to just finish him 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 | Dec 2 2010, 01:22 PM Post #827 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled innocently at him. He undid his pants and pulled his clothing off before he pulled him closer and entered him after positioning himself. |
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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 | Dec 2 2010, 01:26 PM Post #828 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned loudly put his head on his shoulders forgetting once again his hands were shackled and tried to move them around him only getting more pain. Probably bleeding... He bit at Russia's pulse before sucking 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 | Dec 2 2010, 01:41 PM Post #829 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned and smiled a bit before he detached the shackles from each other. He put his hands on his hips and picked up his pace. |
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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 | Dec 2 2010, 01:46 PM Post #830 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia continued to moan louder wrapping his arms around him to hold him close nibbling on his pulse every now and then. He moved his hips a bit to help him go in deeper. |
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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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