I discovered this clip in a web search a long time ago, and it is possibly the hottest close-up fucking-only clip I have ever seen. There are lots of authentic-feeling details I won’t spoil for you by describing with words, but I believe this couple are enjoying themselves, and I love the way they’ve emphasized the part that speaks to the baby-maker in me.
Bake-danukis are cheerful and supernatural tanukis (raccoon dogs) from Japanese folklore. These shapeshifting creatures are auspicious: since they have eight disguises, they are associated with the number eight, which is lucky in many Asian cultures. Though bake-danukis are symbols of good fortune and playfulness, they can be impish, taking great pleasure in tricking people and making them appear foolish. One of the bake-danuki’s most notable features is its oversized scrotum, able to expand cartoonishly in size and shape for myriad uses. This magical scrotum becomes a raft for traversing water, a net for capturing fish and birds, and a sheet that shields the bake-danuki against the elements.
So we all know how weird those Medieval people were, living in mud and filth and flagellating themselves for Jesus. Although not much is known about the sexual practices of the lower classes, we do know that the upper classes and the church pushed an agenda of purity and abstinence.
So why were men running around with their shorts stuffed? As you can see above, the man in the yellow trousers looks QUITE endowed. Whats going on in his pants? Well its called a codpiece. It was a little pouch that was filled with sawdust, fabric or whatever in order to increase the appearance of one’s package. Codpiece comes from cod, which was the Middle English word for scrotum.
They also wore Poulaines, a pair of very long (and I mean very) pointy shoes. These were quite obviously a phallic symbol. Poulaines and Codpieces appear to be the earliest form of men buying big, loud, ridiculous cars to “show” how “big” their package is.
I thought these people weren’t supposed to think about sex? How can you walk by some stranger with a HUGE stuffed crotch and not look? Or think about it after?