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Patchouli is an anemic thaumaturgist. And there's nothing wrong with that.

μq!

“I don’t think books were ever meant to be used for support during sex,” I thought out loud as I plunged deeper into the purple haired bookworm. Her frail ivory body rose and fell in rhythm with her soft moans. The silky pajama robe she always wears was frighteningly easy to tear away, but the destruction was worthwhile to see those ample bouncing breasts. “Uh….no….ah…mmm!” Her protests came out in half whispered cries, but they filled my ears like music. Suddenly, her body arched up as she screamed with pleasure and pain. Wow, I didn’t think she had enough strength left to climax like that.

“Please….Anonymous…no more.” Patchi’s pleas were so cute after dealing with the cold tsundere side for so long. “I…can’t…breathe” she managed to gasp out as she withered about on our makeshift bed of literature. But I had no intention of stopping.

“Not until I finish too” I replied with a grin as I pulled out an inhaler. “If you want to breathe, you gotta earn it. Try going without air for just a little longer.” And with that I pulled out of her warm tight pussy and grabbed her head. Forcefully I shoved my penis into her mouth and I stared at those wide eyes full of shock. “Good girl” I cooed and let loose my load. Naturally she started choking, but she does that all the time. Nothing to worry about.

I tossed the inhaler over my shoulder as I walked away from the ravaged librarian.

...Hmm, Marisa should be arriving soon to try to steal some books. Maybe she’ll put up more of a struggle.

So, full disclosure, if I weren't such a great friend, I'd plow your waifu like a Chinese peasant in the Great Leap Forward.

Patchy would not meet the strength requirements for a pair of leather boots. Immersion broken.

“I don’t think books were ever meant to be used for support during sex,” I thought out loud as I plunged deeper into the purple haired bookworm. Her frail ivory body rose and fell in rhythm with her soft moans. The silky pajama robe she always wears was frighteningly easy to tear away, but the destruction was worthwhile to see those ample bouncing breasts. “Uh….no….ah…mmm!” Her protests came out in half whispered cries, but they filled my ears like music. Suddenly, her body arched up as she screamed with pleasure and pain. Wow, I didn’t think she had enough strength left to climax like that.

“Please….Anonymous…no more.” Patchi’s pleas were so cute after dealing with the cold tsundere side for so long. “I…can’t…breathe” she managed to gasp out as she withered about on our makeshift bed of literature. But I had no intention of stopping.

“Not until I finish too” I replied with a grin as I pulled out an inhaler. “If you want to breathe, you gotta earn it. Try going without air for just a little longer.” And with that I pulled out of her warm tight pussy and grabbed her head. Forcefully I shoved my penis into her mouth and I stared at those wide eyes full of shock. “Good girl” I cooed and let loose my load. Naturally she started choking, but she does that all the time. Nothing to worry about.

I tossed the inhaler over my shoulder as I walked away from the ravaged librarian. I don’t know if she used it in time, and to be honest I couldn't have cared less.

What a vulgar characture of Patchouli-sama...

It's unko, right?

>>808955
>I guess jp/ still prefers this.
Fixed.

“I don’t think books were ever meant to be used for support during sex,” I thought out loud as I plunged deeper into the purple haired bookworm. Her frail ivory body rose and fell in rhythm with her soft moans. The silky pajama robe she always wears was frighteningly easy to tear away, but the destruction was worthwhile to see those ample bouncing breasts. “Uh….no….ah…mmm!” Her protests came out in half whispered cries, but they filled my ears like music. Suddenly, her body arched up as she screamed with pleasure and pain. Wow, I didn’t think she had enough strength left to climax like that.

“Please….Anonymous…no more.” Patchi’s pleas were so cute after dealing with the cold tsundere side for so long. “I…can’t…breathe” she managed to gasp out as she withered about on our makeshift bed of literature. But I had no intention of stopping.

“Not until I finish too” I replied with a grin as I pulled out an inhaler. “If you want to breathe, you gotta earn it. Try going without air for just a little longer.” And with that I pulled out of her warm tight pussy and grabbed her head. Forcefully I shoved my penis into her mouth and I stared at those wide eyes full of shock. “Good girl” I cooed and let loose my load. Naturally she started choking, but she does that all the time. Nothing to worry about.

I tossed the inhaler over my shoulder as I walked away from the ravaged librarian. I don’t know if she used it in time, and to be honest I could care less. Hmm, Marisa should be arriving soon to try to steal some books. Maybe she’ll put up more of a struggle.

Lethargic boots.

'sup /touhou/!
http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm3233821
(finished version)

>>504530
This makes me rage everytime I read it. Patchy is to be loved tenderly dammit.

Although the idea of her fainting from anemia in the middle of passionate sex...

Nn... I knew that accordion looked too heavy...

unhealthy legs are fine too

Anemia ahoy!

...Finding such an answer is not difficult. Look, it says right here tha-

*BLARG*

A-anemia...