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| Prussia | Jan 2 2011, 02:19 PM Post #291 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia kept his eyes closed trying to catch his breath. For some reason he had a bad feeling and he just wanted to get out of there. |
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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 | Jan 2 2011, 02:22 PM Post #292 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia was confused but he just kept rubbing Prussia's ears. Soviet Russia positioned himself and kissed his neck lightly before he slowly entered him. |
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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 | Jan 2 2011, 02:26 PM Post #293 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia's breath hitched and he moaned as he entered him. He finally opened his eyes assuming it was Soviet Russia and was breathing heavily. |
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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 | Jan 2 2011, 02:31 PM Post #294 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Soviet Russia smiled and moved slowly, kissing him lightly. Russian Empire smiled as Soviet Russia lifted his hips and traced a finger along the sensitive skin where they were connected, before he pushed it inside of him. |
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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 | Jan 2 2011, 02:33 PM Post #295 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia winced a little noticing the other intrusion and opened his eyes to look at Russian Empire. "Wh..what?" he asked confused at what he was trying to do. |
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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 | Jan 2 2011, 02:36 PM Post #296 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russian Empire smiled and moved his finger with Soviet Russia's slow thrusts, before he pushed in another one. |
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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 | Jan 2 2011, 02:37 PM Post #297 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned but also felt the pain and tried to move a little away from the fingers. |
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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 | Jan 2 2011, 02:39 PM Post #298 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russian Empire stroked his cheek as he stretched his fingers. "It's okay." He murmured as Soviet Russia moved faster and he added another finger. |
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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 | Jan 2 2011, 02:40 PM Post #299 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia really didn't know which to focus on more, the pleasure the slowly increasing pain. |
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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 | Jan 2 2011, 02:42 PM Post #300 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Soviet Russia kissed him lightly as he hit his prostate and moaned as Russian Empire moved his fingers and soon added another one. |
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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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