/jp/ - Otaku Culture

It may have been only imagination and it may have been only echoes which induced one of the men, an excitable Spaniard, to fancy he heard antiphonal responses to the ritual from some far and unillumined spot deeper within the wood of ancient legendry and horror. This man, Joseph D. Galvez, I later met and questioned; and he proved distractingly imaginative. He indeed went so far as to hint of the faint beating of great wings, and of a glimpse of shining eyes and a mountainous white bulk beyond the remotest trees but I suppose he had been hearing too much native superstition.

Actually, the horrified pause of the men was of comparatively brief duration. Duty came first; and although there must have been nearly a hundred mongrel celebrants in the throng, the police relied on their firearms and plunged determinedly into the nauseous rout. For five minutes the resultant din and chaos were beyond description. Wild blows were struck, shots were fired, and escapes were made; but in the end Legrasse was able to count some forty-seven sullen prisoners, whom he forced to dress in haste and fall into line between two rows of policemen. Five of the worshippers lay dead, and two severely wounded ones were carried away on improvised stretchers by their fellow-prisoners. The image on the monolith, of course, was carefully removed and carried back by Legrasse.

Imagine having /a/-kun tied up infront of you. You pull off his silk lace panties that obviously came from an expensive lingerie brand and start to gently

rub the flaccid penis and fondle his balls, all while hes cursing you.

Once his cock involuntarily hardens, you gently peel back the foreskin, and start to gently lick the glans and foreskin while you continue to work the shaft

and balls. Pretty soon, pre-cum starts oozing out despite /a/-kun's protests.

Carefully using the pre-cum as lubricant, you switch to one hand rubbing the glans and foreskin and the other hand alternating between his shaft and balls.

You can tell /a/-kun is close to cumming now, he's stopped swearing at you and is trying to hold back his moans and his hips are twitching involuntarily.

Now for the finishing touch, you take your hand off his erect, twitching cock, put it into your mouth, clamping around it tightly with your lips and start a

sucking motion as your tongue wraps around the glans and presses down on it, being careful to keep your teeth away.

With a loud, stifled moan, /a/-kun arches back, his cock pulsing as the semen rushes out into your waiting mouth. You make sure to fully taste and savor

every sweet drop as he collaspes back into the chair, panting with his still erect cock twitching in your mouth.

He probably expects you to stop for the moment now, but why would you? You continue to suck and lick on the cock in your mouth, except with the glans being

incredibly sensitive after orgasm, it brings more pain than pleasure. /a/-kun's protests reach a new height and he struggles again to break free of his bonds

as you strive to milk out every last drop of semen from his cock.

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