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| Russia | Mar 9 2011, 12:24 PM Post #391 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Due to the slickness of the lubrication, the tentacle didn't feel it as much as it could've, but never the less, it pulled out of Prussia's mouth, giving his member a hard squeeze as the one inside of him pushed deeper into him. Russia moaned as the slick phallus pulled out of his mouth, panting as he was worse off than earlier, having way more than a fair share of the delicious aphrodisiac. |
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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, 12:27 PM Post #392 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia cursed moaning again but this time was going to keep an eye out for if the tentacle tried to to get back into his mouth. He didn't want that thing in his mouth 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 | Mar 9 2011, 12:32 PM Post #393 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia shifted slightly, moaning loudly as the tentacle hit his prostate harder. The tentacles that were inside the two began vibrating to add to the sensation. Russia arched his back, feeling as if he was on fire. |
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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, 12:33 PM Post #394 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moaned louder trying to move this time not to escape but out of pleasure. He hated how he was getting used to the feeling breathing heavily as he continued to moan. |
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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, 12:40 PM Post #395 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The tentacles moved in deeper to hit their prostates harder as the one around Prussia's member began stroking his quickly. Russia didn't last much longer and when the tentacle hit particularly hard, he arched his back, moaning loudly as he released. |
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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, 12:42 PM Post #396 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia was moaning loudly and he finally released as well. His moans pitched louder as he released breathing heavily. He wanted to be let go now though thinking that the tentacles had to be done. |
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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, 12:48 PM Post #397 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The tenacles continue to move around a bit before they pulled out and released the two, moving back under the bed. Russia bit his lip, watching Prussia before he moved over to him, climbing onto his lap. |
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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, 12:51 PM Post #398 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia was breathing heavily looking at Russia wondering if he was better now or if he was still acting weird. He tried to look at where the tentacles went but couldn't move when Russia sat on his lap. "Wh..what was t..that?" |
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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, 12:56 PM Post #399 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia only shrugged slightly, biting his lip as he moved closer to him, placing hid hands on his shoulders as he lightly grinded his hips. |
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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, 12:58 PM Post #400 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia bit his lip looking at him. "What?" he asked not realizing the tentacles had an aphrodisiac. |
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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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