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| Prussia | Dec 15 2010, 12:41 AM Post #911 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Them already knowing his attempts and what they meant continued anyway. Prussia used his other hand to undo his pants to slip his hand in to palm him more. East Germany slowly slide one hand up his chest while the other went down his pants to run against his ass. |
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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 15 2010, 01:08 AM Post #912 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia shivered and finally moaned, tilting his head back as he closed his eyes tightly. |
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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 15 2010, 01:09 AM Post #913 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Did his plan backfire or something? )) Prussia continued to palm and lightly grabbed at his member every so often. East Germany moved his hand close to his entrance but continued to caress his ass as his other hand tweaked his nipples. ((caress his ass ewe sounds weird )) |
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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 15 2010, 01:15 AM Post #914 |
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Ivan Braginski
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LOL and kinda~! Just Part A 8D)) Russia moaned and bit his lip, using all of his will power to pull away from the albinos. "I-I'm going to grab some food~." |
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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 15 2010, 01:16 AM Post #915 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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They pulled away seeing as they were already affecting him anyway and nodded. "Okay~." ((XD)) |
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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 15 2010, 07:08 AM Post #916 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia watched them for a minute, breathing heavily. He bit his lip and moved to the kitchen, sitting on the floor for a few minutes. Damn it, I need to turn the tables on them... |
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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 15 2010, 08:54 AM Post #917 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The Prussias grinned at each other knowing their plan was working once 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 | Dec 15 2010, 08:56 AM Post #918 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia came back several minutes later and sat in an arm chair a little away from them, biting his lip a little. |
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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 15 2010, 08:58 AM Post #919 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Are you okay?" they asked looking concerned. |
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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 15 2010, 09:29 AM Post #920 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled a little. "I'm fine." |
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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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