/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Imagine chasing Sayurin down a dark alley in the night, there's no one around...
She's starting to worry about you, as you fasten your pace...
With each step you're getting closer, the trail of her perfume in the air gets stronger as she also starts to walk faster.
Your legs are longer so in less than a minute she's at your reach.
You grab her from behind, shutting her mouth with one hand, your left, and grabbing her belly with your right...
Sayurin shivers, as you feel her tears running down her face, she knows what's coming next...
She's just surrendering to it while you rub your hand to the buttons of her denim pants...
The tip of your middle finger touches a little ribbon in the border of Sayurin panties, but you keep on lowering your hand...
It's warm over that cotton white piece of clothes, which you slide to the side and finally feel her privacy...
The wetness is there, you touch for just a moment, feel the stickyness down there, and you whisper to Sayurin just behind her ears: "Shibuya Kanon"