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| Russia | Mar 9 2011, 08:46 AM Post #381 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia pulled away after a while, biting his lip as the tentacle that was prodding him began moving inside of him. He moaned as it slammed against his prostate, another taking the chance to enter his mouth again. He gagged slightly and tried to pull away but the tentacles wrapped around his body and kept him still. The tentacle around Prussia's member tightened slightly and massaged him faster. |
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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 | Mar 9 2011, 08:49 AM Post #382 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia couldn't hold back anymore and moaned lightly cursing in his head. He began to fight even more now trying to get free from the hold even though he could barely move. |
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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 | Mar 9 2011, 08:54 AM Post #383 |
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Ivan Braginski
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One of the tentacles slowly moved into Prussia while the others worked themselves faster. Russia moaned and closed his eyes, trying to pull away. |
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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 | Mar 9 2011, 08:59 AM Post #384 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia wasn't stretched like Russia so it hurt when the tentacle moved inside of him but not as badly as it should have. He dropped his chin to his chest moaning more and shook his head not wanting this to continue because it was just too fucking 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 | Mar 9 2011, 09:21 AM Post #385 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The tentacles began to move faster inside of them both, wriggling as it tried to hit their prostates harder. |
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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 | Mar 9 2011, 09:24 AM Post #386 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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If Prussia had the ability too he would have arched his back as his moans pitched louder as the tentacle found his prostate. He couldn't stop moaning either as he felt it continuing to move inside of him and hit his prostate harder each time. |
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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 | Mar 9 2011, 10:57 AM Post #387 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia moaned, although it was muffled by the tentacle in his mouth. The cinnamon vanilla flavor filled his mouth, feeling his body heat up a lot more. |
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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 | Mar 9 2011, 11:01 AM Post #388 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia continued to moan loudly and his body was still wanting to fight even though he couldn't because it was too pleasure ridden and he couldn't move his limbs really anymore. He was beginning to feel the tightness in his abdomen hating how quickly he was reaching his release but it was the fact his prostate was continuously being hit. |
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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 | Mar 9 2011, 11:06 AM Post #389 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The tentacle felt Prussia start to pulse on the inside and began pulling out, giving him shallow thrusts as another tentacle pushed into the Prussian's mouth. |
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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 | Mar 9 2011, 11:10 AM Post #390 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia couldn't help but groan at the shallow thrusts but didn't have much time before he felt the tentacle push into his mouth. He moved his head to the side hoping to get it out of his mouth and even bit down on it hard trying to hurt it on purpose, too many reasons circling in his head why he wanted to hurt 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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