Je suis tellement ivre dès maintenant! Don't judge me, I've had writers block.
Enjoy the third chapter, my friends.

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England just loved the way America was acting. He was so cute right now, blushing with tears in his eyes and drooling slightly. It was probably the most vulnerable he's ever been. It only turned him on more. His heavy thrusts always took America by surprise and he squeaked each time. America was obviously holding back his climax with all his strength. England took America's member in one of his hands and played with it. He couldn't stand it anymore. America made a deep moan and his seed sprayed into the air and landed on his chest in droplets.
Exhausted, America sat up as much as he could and hugged England.
"Wh-why didn't you *pant* you-" He stuttered and England pushed him back down.
"Shut up, idiot. Relax. You're going to hurt yourself."