Hetalia: 7 Minutes in Heaven *Dirty*

Spain: Trash Version

Spain and you had been oogling each other all night. His eyes on your ass, your eyes on his. It was bootyful. You wanted to pick him so badly, you wished to pick his item out of the hat like a kid on Christmas wanted an IPhone. Suddenly your hand grasped a little turtle that was smooshed under all the other shit in the hat. The poor thing was waddling for dear life. Spain's smexy fine ass face looked at your smexy fine ass face and you both took your raging hormones into the closet. His tongue was like a wet pickle against your tongue, yeah girl, you got tongue. You could feel his ding dong rubbing against your sugar tunnel and in that moment you knew, you were going to get some. He swooshed off his pants and whipped out his average-sized-but-still-gloriously-shown dick. Your eyes widened and thought "Omfg, how tf is that going to fit, wtf."
He shoved that bad-boy in and started pumping you like gas into a car, his meat-stick felt so good. The hentai moans you gargled out only made him fuck you harder and his humps became so strong that outside the door, the group of countries thought he was pounding your vital regions into WWIII. His cum filled your puss as he climaxed and the deed was done. You were going to be a mother of some fooked up kids.