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| Prussia | Dec 29 2010, 09:24 PM Post #161 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moved to kiss and bite along his collarbone slowly making his bites harder as he added one more finger. After awhile and waiting until he was comfortable, he positioned himself. |
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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 29 2010, 09:31 PM Post #162 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia bit his lip and wrapped his arms around him for a minute before he pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him. He stroked the albino for a minute before he slowly moved down on him, gasping and closing his eyes tightly. When he was all the way in, he clenched his fists, resting his hands on his chest as he buried his face in his neck, 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 | Dec 29 2010, 09:34 PM Post #163 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned from the tightness because Russia barely bottomed and couldn't help but move his hips just a little. He was trying to still have some control since he decided to technically top and bit on of his smaller hickeys before sucking on it to make it better. |
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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 29 2010, 09:54 PM Post #164 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia bit his lip and started moving as he tried to get used to the feeling. He groaned a little and kept his eyes closed as he moved slowly. |
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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 29 2010, 09:55 PM Post #165 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia was still moving his hips slowly not yet thrusting into him seeing as he was still uncomfortable. He moved his hands to his hips and lightly rubbed them. |
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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 30 2010, 01:06 AM Post #166 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia bit his neck and shivered, starting to moan a little. He sat up and put a hand on either side of Prussia, rocking his hips. He watched Prussia with lust filled eyes, 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 | Dec 30 2010, 01:09 AM Post #167 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia was breathing heavily as well and his body was starting to heat up with every movement of Russia's. He decided it was time to move and lifted Russia up enough so he could thrust into him. He moaned lightly again and bit at his hear as he continued to thrust and pull him down him down keeping a slow rythym. |
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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 30 2010, 02:04 AM Post #168 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned and titled his head back, moving his hips to meet Prussia's thrusts. He leaned back a little and started to move faster, shivering a little as he began to moan louder. |
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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 30 2010, 02:05 AM Post #169 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia leaned up and bit across his chest creating small hickeys as he continued to thrust faster. He was moaning louder as well trying to find his prostate. |
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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 30 2010, 02:12 AM Post #170 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned and moved his hips faster, letting out an even louder moan when Prussia slammed against his prostate. |
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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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