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| Prussia | Aug 20 2011, 12:05 PM Post #831 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Ja." he giggled at his reaction trying to move his other hand to the Russian Empire's 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 | Aug 20 2011, 12:25 PM Post #832 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"No. I think in your current state, you would be the one trying to get fucked in the ass." |
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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 | Aug 20 2011, 12:39 PM Post #833 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia glared a little at him before shoving a few fingers into 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 | Aug 20 2011, 01:03 PM Post #834 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The Russian winced, pulling his fingers out again before he gave his dick a hard squeeze. |
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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 | Aug 20 2011, 01:05 PM Post #835 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia cursed in German glaring at him. "Stop 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 | Aug 20 2011, 01:10 PM Post #836 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"Put your arms above your head." He murmured. |
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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 | Aug 20 2011, 01:13 PM Post #837 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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".....Why?" he asked and in his drunk state instead of waiting for the answer put his arms above his head. |
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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 | Aug 20 2011, 01:17 PM Post #838 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled widely, getting some lube before he slicked his fingers and pressed three into the albino. |
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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 | Aug 20 2011, 01:20 PM Post #839 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned and winced before he put his hands on top of Russia's arms. "Ne..nein I'm not bottoming!" |
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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 | Aug 20 2011, 01:45 PM Post #840 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"That is too bad." He said softly, moving to thrust hard into the Prussian. |
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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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