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| Russia | Mar 19 2011, 06:06 PM Post #711 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia continued to stroke the tentacle, kissing the Prussian's chest before gently kissing one that began to play with the Prussian's nipple. |
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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 19 2011, 06:11 PM Post #712 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia shivered but it still hurt and he was at least finally relaxed. |
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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 19 2011, 07:05 PM Post #713 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia traced his tongue over the tentacle, before blinking. This one kind of tasted like vodka and something fruity. He soon couldn't help himself and one of the tentacles pushed into his mouth as the one in the Prussian began moving. |
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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 19 2011, 07:06 PM Post #714 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia hissed slightly but he was slightly adjusted so it felt kind of good. He didn't want it though and still tried to kick out. |
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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 19 2011, 07:14 PM Post #715 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The tentacles pulled his legs farther apart as it pushed deeper inside of him. More of the liquid began to fill Russia's mouth as he stroked 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 | Mar 19 2011, 07:15 PM Post #716 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia began to moan as he arched soon not able to move enough to even fight. |
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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 19 2011, 11:39 PM Post #717 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The tentacle pulled out of the Russian's mouth, breathing heavily as he moved to kiss the albino deeply. |
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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 20 2011, 12:38 PM Post #718 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia's moans were muffled as he kissed Russia back. |
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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 20 2011, 01:00 PM Post #719 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia smiled, pulling the tentacle away from the Prussian's erection. He tugged at the other one that was inside of his lover, making it slow to a stop. |
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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 20 2011, 01:06 PM Post #720 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Why were they actually listening to him?! Prussia was breathing sligthly heavy hoping he would at least pull it out because he didn't want it inside of 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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