Orgiastic

I shook my head, and my eyes could not focus properly. The light flickered, and the dancers moved with increasing fervour, and I felt my senses tense, and my hands spread out. My companions took them, and pressed their bodies against mine. On one side, as she leant forward, the robe of one moved aside, revealing her right breast.

As I moved to caress and to kiss it, the dancers came to a climax of the dance, and their leader approached us with a surging movement, his huge phallus erect before me. I stretched out my hand to touch or take hold of it. The phallus was made of wood.

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Tim’s chop, carved by Wong Wai Hung