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| Prussia | Dec 5 2010, 04:22 PM Post #101 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The second Prussia smirked working on getting his pants off while the first Prussia opened his mouth for 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 | Dec 5 2010, 04:26 PM Post #102 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia pushed his tongue into his mouth and kissed him deeper, shifting a bit so that he could get his pants off easier. |
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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 5 2010, 04:30 PM Post #103 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia roughened the kiss pulling on his hair lightly. Second Prussia quickly slipped off Ivan's boxers so he could run his finger down his length. |
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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 5 2010, 04:35 PM Post #104 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia wrapped his arms around his shoulders, kissing him rougher. He shivered and moaned into his mouth, pulling away to bury his face in his neck. |
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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 5 2010, 04:40 PM Post #105 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia kissed his neck beginning to nibble on it as second Prussia began lightly wrapped his hand around Ivan's member. Third Prussia decided to come up behind Russia and lightly prod his entrance. |
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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 5 2010, 04:53 PM Post #106 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned, moving his hips slightly to try and get more friction. He closed his eyes tightly and tilted his head back to give Prussia better access. |
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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 5 2010, 04:55 PM Post #107 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia bit on his pulse hard while the second picked up his pace of his strokes. The third Prussia slowly inserted a finger into his entrance. |
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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 5 2010, 04:58 PM Post #108 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned and winced slightly at the intrusion, but soon he was rocking his hips against the third Prussia's finger to try and get it in deeper. |
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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 5 2010, 05:01 PM Post #109 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The third Prussia didn't insert a second finger right away wanting to make sure he wouldn't hurt him and then finally pushed in a second to stretch him. Second Prussia began to stroke him faster with more pressure before he licked the tip. |
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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 5 2010, 05:04 PM Post #110 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia winced and moaned, tilting his head back. He closed his eyes tightly and bucked his hips slightly, tangling his fingers in the second Prussia's hair. He bit his lip to hold back his moans and shivered. |
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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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