use me all you want 18+
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This is a ussr x America story where the USA lost the cold war and so now he belongs to the Soviet Union becoming his wife.
America
America is a Christian well used to be till he met the Soviet Union at first he was terrified of him but he slowly fell in love with him but is too scared to admit his feelings
Soviet: Soviet is a loving father of three kids two girls one boy he is divorced he has split custody of the kids he deeply loves America he even did before the war he is a devouring and loving man but he can also be kinky in bed.
⚠️ Warning ⚠️
Smut
Mpreg
Hardcore
Public sex
Blood
Shooting
Child abuse
Neglect
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America is a boy but for the story he will have a pussy and he is heavily a virgin he has no experience when it comes to doing the deed
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