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England lets out more and more discomfort noises from the fingers pushed more deeper inside until it hit something that made him moan loudly. With a heavy blush across his face and his eyes was slowly beginning to haze, he had to squirm from the fingers even though it still hurts like hell. "...I-It still..nhh.. hurts.." England biting his lip again, wanting to cum at this badly but with the belt around his cock it was making it worse. "Y-you're right.." Britain can't kept defining this shit so... with no choice, he has to obey America until the spell wears off. "P-please.. I'll do a-anything you say..." His green eyes trailing to the side.
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