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tits everywhere

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It's not that her huge bosom is erotic. It's that we'd make passionate love then I'd have a cushion to sit my head on as I cry violently, curse my existence and wish my mother loved me the way Yukarin does

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She'd cradle me in her arms then light up a cigarette as I get up, put some cash under the pillow and leave with less dignity and more tears

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Afterwards, Mama Ran the pimp would walk in and scold Yukarin for letting me go without leaving a tip. She'd put her over her knee and smack her until she was red raw, then take the cigarette she was smoking and burn it on her ass then storm out

Later on she'd come back, feeling guilty. Yukarin would fall into her arms and become as weak and pathetic as I had been earlier

"I'm sorry, mama"

>> No.7487912

>>7487873
>>7487882
>>7487872
That is the most simultaniously depressing and surreal thing that I have read all day.

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>>7487912

The Gensokyo sex trade is a rough world

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"Sources" indicated she was one of the best on the strip. Lady Yukari's legs were famous throughout the land; word travels fast in Gensokyo's sleazier districts, and this word in particular kept the customers lining up outside Mama Ran's "establishment" for hours at a time.

It's not hard to see why.

Late one night Yukari was preparing herself for the next one. Lipstick: check. She puckered up in front of the mirror. Perfume: check. Can't be smelling like used goods.

"Let'm in, Ran" -- she gestured her mistress outside as she gracefully moved from the illuminated mirror to the dusty satin sheets spread out over her queen sized bed.

As she began to tense up in preparation for the pleasure of being cummed inside for the 16th time that night, an uncomfortable thought appeared into her mind.

A memory of her birth mother, the woman who gave her that lush blonde hair. It's Christmas, and Yukari is walking downstairs to hand over the gift she'd spent all her allowance on: a platinum pendant with a single inscripted character: 紫

#16 stepped through the breezy entrance into the Lady's chamber every bit as hideous and lecherous as the rest. Lust was in his eyes, eyes catching their first glimpse at those infamous legs.

Yukari motioned him forward with her finger as she gave a demure smile, leaving no doubt in his mind that he was about to see beyond her legs; indeed, they were already opening invitingly as he took his jacket off and timidly approached.

In her room, Yukari could only say what he wanted to hear. Dirty talk, sexy talk, talk she'd long since learned to recite as second nature.

In her mind, Yukarin could only think what was too late to be said.

"I'm sorry, mama"

>> No.7490098

>>7489616
I ctrl +f feet and it came up with nothing, why you post delicious feet and no feet pasta

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