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e, l. - What was supposed to be shit? -Murph is sitting on the cold floor of the isolation cell. Always lock them together because if they try to separate assembled a cacophony worse. The last time there were five guards injured and it took more than twenty to
master. It is also true that there are no more free isolation cells because both of them.
"It was a helluva plan" answers pissed. Connor crawling down the wall to fall. Have blood everywhere. Of these, to a lesser extent. In others, mostly. The tattered fabric shirts that expose much skin, Tattoos and his holy war wounds. comic Murphy, Connor lately merely stupid propose plans (more than usual) and do not end up dead by a miracle. And when he complains and always gets angry on the defensive. Especially since one of the prisoners had whispered something in his ear while showering. I had not seen such madness and fury of his brother as he kicked the guy's head in life. When asked, answer edge and proposes a plan shit. Like today. For his guilt has been printed against a window.
winces in pain while trying to lean back against the wall. Connor realizes and gets up. CHTMLX words can not look at his brother in the face without blushing because you think you will be able to hear your thoughts. As she imagined him ... touch ... groan. Everything
assaults while there, sitting on his brother's ass glasses sacándole bare back. It focuses on why, in the crystals. There is one who has done much in the flesh. Tells you that you will hurt your mouth and on the back. Scratch his teeth and mouth filling with blood as he struggles. Spit and try again, this time the teeth if they close on the glass and then pull hard. Murph screams in pain. He turns around and rhea punched his brother que falls. Engage in a fight with no intention of hitting shots much. Just to vent all that adrenaline.


tangled legs, arms that are attached with fury. Murph get hit with the wall in the back and groaning while trying to break away from her hips colliding, being so, his legs tangled in each other. Connor dizzy to notice and get hard in seconds. Close your eyes and can not repress the muffled cry coming from your throat. Curses at once because when you open your eyes, Murph will look weird, seriously. Without letting go. Comes closer without saying a word and rubs her crotch against him. Connor tries, but no longer h Murphacer that hip movement against his cock, thinking that he will run if you do it again and moaning, louder. Biting her lip to keep from crying.

"So that's it," he whispers close to her ear. When did this close? Try to let go but can not have a secure grip Murph, with his legs crossed under her ass. Drop a small chuckle and Connor be upset if I was not well enough splicing. His brother what he has to look to joke, it is thus hopeless. Hopefully you will think it being so long without vent locked and ready. All fixed. No imaginationAug kiss and then stops. Connor complains, frustrated and hot as ever. Murph smiles on one side, scoundrel. That's when the world is upside down and everything weird.

With that kiss he reaches.

The onrushing dark hard on the mouth of his brother. The tongue invades crawls and melts everything in its path. Connor groans and grabs his neck, opening their mouths more, deepening kiss them drowning.

not be rubbed loose, rotate and collide with the walls of the small cell. The wounds of the fight do not matter because they do not hurt. Now hurt other parts of the body, which are played not to lose heart. It hurts to rub the skin, caressing with furiNTER you. - I can hardly breathe the air has returned fire and burns the lungs. That can not be true. What is your fucking melted brain. Do not think. Absolutely not. Nothing. And can not think, when you feel you

turn it over. Kneeling, with his legs apart, his back to Murph. He grabs her hips as Murph shoves two fingers in the mouth that sucks and licks. Then, as she fondles her nipples and eat her shoulder, Murphy introduces two fingers at once. His body tenses and throws back his head, resting on the shoulder of his brother. He kneels fingers on the hips but not the least seems to care. Feel their

fingers turn and opened within Ely hurts but is bearable because it is the other. That feeling, and it stings a little but it feels somewhat invaded it. That. That damn feeling that you start moaning from the back of the throat.

the other hand feels his brother's tangled in his hair, his face close to hers, panting, sweating. He takes his fingers and protest but then he feels otherwise. Put your brother in his buttocks. Feels like Murph's cock round ass. Murph eats his mouth from atrásy tambiéna he grabs his head because if you do not support one another will fail. Hold their breath whilewhen Murph hit enter it. Again to breathe at a time when it begins to move within it. Pants at a time. The sides attached, holding the head of another. Hair pulling in each attack.

meat sounds colliding with each thrust meat mixed with gasps drowned, with broken sighs and broken sentences asking Masy blaspheme. Whispered in a nasty names, languages which are groping.

Murph's back arches when he tells in the ear

"I run, I'm going to run into your ass" and his chest

use whatever sticks Connor's back, which feels like it has no air in the lungs to see his brother

oder. What the hell has.

Note the naked body of his brother almost upon him, breathing hard. Murphy pulls off her hands from her face, and God is very close. He looks serious, more serious than ever.

"Together in life and death together. Together, in everything. Murph

licks his lips before kissing is something I have realized now. While the smacking a few millimeters from your mouth. Throat gets dry and thinks he has lost his head when he says

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and says, "in nomine Patris

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or that he was the rock and although he had an idea (something about ... and sweaty) did not come to find that Sid secret that made him aware of that genre of music.
But while watching song after song, and jumps and turns, and angry fans screaming and hysterical ... must admit. The rock looks special.
That is somewhat hypnotic. How Axl moves and sings with a voice broken. As having been fucking all night. Raw. And he struts, with that peculiar form of dancing, doing "esses" with the body, the torso comcompletely naked and covered in sweat. This movement maddening hips. Long messy hair and a feverish brightness in her eyes.

Makes you swallow, and blush a little. But it's nothing compared to when you see Slash in his endless guitar solos. Unlike Axl is calm. Going to play, period. The hair covering her face. Their super tight leather pants, unbuttoned the top button, prompting to sin. The guitar between his legs and a pick that moves fast while the fingers of his left dancing on the neck of the guitar. Pure sex. co blushesmore primary ed. Sid
I wonder still in the ground in front of the TV, humming and doing air guitar when he is so fucking horny and up for two seconds, half and half rock. And now? Now believed to be a fucking devotee.

knees are pulled to the floor of his room. Sid is surprised and (not to fool around with his hands like a guitar, biting his lip as if hiciese really an effort to touch) looks at him with surprise. But Andy is the brightness, the peculiar brilliance in her eyes, which only gives the rock and sex. And he knows what he wants. Both. Sex while playing rock n 'roll.

MLXC is the first time you make a shit but fuck cares because Andy cock moans as if they were sodomizing and everything was too hot to resist and want to blow his brains out. Because everything is too much. Too hard in his mouth, his hands too sweaty, too sexy, sinful, and think you scrape with your teeth but Andy grabs your hair stronger and attacks and Sid, with the strong hand caressing the testicles , puts a finger and Andy cries a little. Put two and just cry is drowned in a epic guitar solo. When you put three fingers and moves, and turns, while not stop licking, eating it, drinking it ... while you Andy est & aacut

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Title: Bad drunkenness
Paring: Sid / Andy
Fandom: Toy Story (the infiernooooooooooo)
Warnings: PG-13 ? pf, no heaters, you pussy.
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The thing is that they end in a fielocked before the chestnut. That it has too much rage, which is all angry at the world that he does not handle sick and strength.

Grita, raw vocal cords in a single cry. The five he moves back and made a wild beast. Eyes pure fire. Andy looks at him blankly.

A punch broke his lip and spit even more furious and everything else is a blur. A spot of punches, kicks and blood. Perhaps, many perhaps tonight. But perhaps the kids were very attached. Or that Sid was really mad that night. The fact is that human athletesor longer because Sid yells and slaps her face and says please do not sleep. "Please, Andy, do not close your eyes, okay ?" And hey, is Sid, I like the sound of his voice. So I will ignore. But it is a difficult task, her eyelids heavy. In fact ... the whole body. Dropped into the body of Sid takes it with some difficulty.

"Please come, Andy, no. Awake " And there is urgency in his voice. Do not know why. Feel that touches something cool and likes it. Try to open your eyes and see what is on the floor of your bathroom. Ed no ideashower opens the cold water tap. All of a sudden. Soaking clothes and drinking.

Andy gasped and stammered. Opens and closes the mouth spitting water.

is cold. Open your eyes

surprised and catatonic for the first time in the evening sees Sid

knees before him. Also got in the shower, soaking clothes, sucks, boots, chains. Everything. The water falls on his face and washed the blood from his lip.

When you have game?

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Shit.

amp; iQuest, When? "know for sure it is at that moment, when he knows he's in love to the bars.

Sid sighs and closes her eyes. Tired. Exhausted. It opens when you feel those lips on hers. Calm, soft ice cream from the water.

"Thank You"

whispers, lips to lips and a "thank you" full of so much that now the tide is

But Sid gets up and helps dry castañoa and into the bed, falling asleep before the watchful eye of the dark. Sitting on the floor beside the bed. While looking at him.

CHToday TMLXC sensations are burst. Andy sleeps and yet you think you are in a dream is not it.

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Been to Mexico?
No Been in a helicopter?
No-dreams count? -
Been on a plane? Yes

Jumped out of a plane?
not - some day Some how
Been lost?
No - got lost yep, But I Always Knew I Was WHERE.
Gone to Washington, DC
? Np

Swam in the ocean? Yes

Felt like dying?
Yeah - I'm over, I always get over because it's not as if I would die for real.
Cried yourself to sleep?
Played No.
cop
No Shot a gun? No. I wish

again Gone roller-skating?
Yup - I skate to vary sob
Gone Ice-skating?
No - SOME DAY, SOME DIIIIA
Jumped off a bridge?
I wish again Not Called in sick
When You Were not? No.
Been so mad you Laugh?
Prolly.
Been so happy you cried?
remember-not-
Felt You Did not bad for someone like?
Prolly not.
Rocked out, while lip syncing to song One Was not around?
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Ever Been in a car accident? Yep, no wonders, but something almost crushed my head.

Was it your fault? No, the bus of Tourism of the back, was in the van rear-view mirrors mirror its not pierced the back window, I was on the side.

Were you hurt? No, almost, if it had been in the seat next door, but nobody was there.

Any Animals? Cats - but ironically t engo dogs.

Favorite number? 9

Favorite Movie? Man on Fire

Favorite Holiday? Christmas, so it is that I can go so bad, I take demasiado seriously.

Favorite alcoholic drink? Aniseed 8DDDD

Favorite Food? 8D Peruvian RES anything with potatoes.

Favorite day of the week? Wednesday.

Favorite brand of body soap? I have no

Favorite TV shows? House? not to see it on TV, Sherlock

Favorite toothpaste? any particular

What do you do to relax? lie down and what ever.

How do you see yourself in 10 years? I have not planned weitere of 30 but maybe could be married.

What do you do when to you are bored? GO MAD.

Tanning For Abercrombie We must have died along, a long time ago...

whiskey bottle passed from hand to hand. Word of mouth. Avoid eye contact. Drink. Just that. Perhaps if you look at each other's eyes drown in a sea that no longer exit. bottle stops longer due in Dean's hand.
has been staring into space. A feeling that rips like hell hellhound "We should have died a long, long time ..."
But are there alive. Always gets revived. Dean
out of trance and turns his head slowly. Look at Sam, who is with furrowed brows wondering why somethingmp; aacute; gicas. Because I've had enough things for a fucking tragic day. For a fucking eternity. Also, do not think getting into that debate. "If you die, I'll kill you, and Dean sees determination in her eyes" If you die, I rose and kill you again.
And he's sure he would, because they have already done. That die and resurrect each other. They can not live without the other. And if now the pain is dull and stuck in the chest when they are missing the pain is unbearable. A pain that makes them think of pulling the skin into strips, to see if all those feelings disappear beneath them stuck too. do not know how but they are kissing. With Avidhands down the back. Sam grabs his neck, his hair, because it falls. If you drop falls. If it falls loose. Besos pressing very hard and rhythmic. Languages that are played before entering the mouth, tongue licking at the darkness, searching. Saliva running down sweaty torsos. The sheets are balled swept away by the storm of these large bodies that twist, stretch, spin and collide, such as hurricanes. bite scars indicate the times that have been about to die and never have. The bite claiming that only they can decide when he dies the other. And never, never let that happen. Never stop missing the other. . Sam buries a hand in his brother's hair as she caresses with a slow and maddening. It feels hard and hardens further.
Dean moans into his mouth and bites her lip, growling and increasing the pace of his hand. One hand on his penis and the other grab her ass in a desperate grip. Nails dig into the meat that tomorrow will be bruised, but who cares when you are making the best speck out of your life?
Increase the pace of hands and kissing and not know it right in the mouth. Besan chins and necks, are Lenguetazos blind. They are run moaning, howling, growling, biting and tearing skin veins. Is corrof as two storms that discharge without mercy. Are sticky and stained. Hands, abdomen, legs, faces, necks, torsos ... They are so full of saliva and semen of the other that they are confident that their DNA's are confused and mixed. They are sure that there is porn movie with a finish so dirty like that.
But do not give a shit. Because they are alive. Living together. And sex has to be dirty to be felt in the womb. And as they begin to lick, in turn, leaving not a single crack without the language to pass the know ...

That death will come to take them to hell those two together. Because while you remain standing, always rescues

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Last night saw the Order of the Phoenix and give the damn curious that I am finishing just reread this book nosecuantasveces at this time. Warn

@ stay:

First: Tonks!! I love this girl, but may be little and not get so clumsy and cute as in the book. But it is a charming lassof Quejicus ... digoooo Snape and the Marauders. Sirius is more handsome. Quejicus is that neither the hair.

But this post is a foundation: Death by veil. There. They are the parents. Or something.

The fact is that there is. For me Bellatrix Sirius seriously wounded, was left half dead on the floor. Lupin released Harry (who rushed to save her ... ahem) that ran after the most wonderful fucking world. That way you thought they had killed Sirius was singing this "I killed Sirius Black, JAJA JAJA JAJA" which I think is great. Harry thinking he really had killed Sirius tierums. Will get into your bed when you go delirious fever and the pain is unbearable and will embrace for the moment pass. Harry will spend the next year another GP in the summer season, Sirius is better but with some sequelae (scars, toudas body parts). And when Dumbledore dies and Harry go on a picnic with Ron and Hermione, the Order will continue, as always.

After killing Voldemort, bury the dead and licking wounds. Harry goes to live with Sirius (and Lupin, ahem xD) until he marries Ginny and they both entered the body of Aurors.


Take that, JKR. My Sirius did not kill him with a veil because it gives me a whore