Act of the Soul
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The first time Todo Aoi uses his Boogie Woogie on you, you're on your knees with his cock in your mouth.
"Keep going, baby," he groans, rich and soulful, as his fingertips stretch the whole expanse of your face, from jaw to temples. His head is tipped back, teeth bared in a wolfish grin, and his chest rumbles as you gag, mascara streaking down your cheeks while you gulp his thick cock as far as you can down your throat.
He never stops talking, his head tipped back in reverence, eyes closed, just imagining how your pretty lips look around his cock instead of looking;
"Amazing, sweetheart, my love, my everything, you get better at this every time, I'm so proud of you--" a gag and an indignant noise from you has him focusing again, his wolfish grin widening as he apologises,
'--sorry babe, distractin' you...unless..."
Your thighs are clenched, pussy throbbing and aching for relief, and Aoi sees your hand slip softly between your wet folds. He shivers, gasping dramatically as your tongue smoothes, wet and slippery, in circles round his leaking cockhead.
He drinks you in, his length heavy on your tongue, head bobbing, cheeks wet with saliva and pre-cum, feeling his orgasm creep tenderly up his back and heavy balls-- too soon. He closes his eyes, slow and satisfied as he raises his hands in front of his chest--
*CLAP*
Darting through space, your legs fumble as you come to be on your feet, and feel a pair of arms, thicker than your legs, shove your back against the wall and lift your legs over his shoulders.
Stunned, you gape down at Aoi, kneeling, his cock red-tipped and throbbing in his fist. You feel his nose stroke up between your folds, pressing hard against your twitching clit, his tongue ghosting against your entrance. You buck, keening at him.
"Aoi-- what-- why--"
"Act of the soul, babe," he tones, hearty and sincere, licking a slow, wet stripe from entrance to clit that has you seeing stars, sinking your fingers into his hair, "act of the soul."
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Just some love for my favourite emotional-support himbo ❤️❤️
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Halloween Town #75: "Don't look Under the Bag"
The Boogie's Boys have a new addition to their gang.
And Halloween has a new boogieman. Took em long enough to respawn, I guess.
And with that, we'll see you all next year.
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Something I learned from Wikipedia; I think this is important.
I know the phrase "Boogie Down," of course. And I know the Andrew Sisters' song "Boogie-Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B." But a while ago, I realized I didn't actually know how to define Boogie woogie as a musical style. So I looked it up on Wikipedia:
Quotes:
Boogie-woogie is a genre of blues music that became popular during the late 1920s, developed in African-American communities since the 1870s.
And:
Several African terms have been suggested as having some interesting linguistic precursors to "boogie": Among them are the:
1) Hausa word "Boog", and
2) Mandingo word "Booga" (both of which mean "to beat", as in beating a drum)
3) West African word "Bogi" (which means "to dance")[3]
4) Bantu term "Mbuki Mvuki" (Mbuki: "to take off in flight"; Mvuki: "to dance wildly, as if to shake off one's clothes").[4]
I mean, I mean, I mean! This is an example of language and culture surviving in the face of violent oppression at the hands of people who did everything they could to kill it. And what was it that survived? An expression of joy.
And yet, today, if you ask people what comes to mind when they hear the word "boogie," there's a good chance it'll be a white dude with permed hair and 1970s bell-bottom pants dancing in a disco.
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