.. breasts!” I declared.She blushed nearly as much as I did. “Get in the car, Ray!”I did as she pulled out of the parking lot, and we headed hom.... Now, I was checking her out. She really is quite beautiful.“Susan, do you have many boyfriends?” I asked.“I’m taking a self-imposed vacation from boys. What you said earlier about girls. It’s twice as bad with the guys.”“How do you mean?” I questioned.“Well, if you’re not pretty, the boys don’t want to have anything to do with you, if you’re average. " I knew females for what they really are: warm buckets to accept my semen--nothing more and nothing less.I think the term misogynist was invented by a feminist, which would be a pretty funny joke. In reality, I have found that feminists are more female-hating than I ever would be. I mean, telling females that they are the equals of the opposite sex is just uselessly getting their hopes up. It's cruel and it's females hurting females. How stupid is that? I'm not against girls physically abusing. I spread her legs and began spanking her.In addition to her ass, I also spanked her thighs. After each spank, I ran my fingers along her wet pussy. Soon she was breathing hard, and my fingers were probing deeper. In another minute she was cumming. As she finished, I flipped her off of me. Her head was still hanging down, but now her hands were immobilized underneath her as she was on her back.I grabbed her legs and moved my head between them. I licked up the delicious fluids that were dripping. Her eyes were shut, her jaws felt weak and her heart was beating quickly. She cannot remember when the last time Tom made her heart beat this fast and feel so excited. She instinctively opened her mouth wider, inviting Greg to push even deeper. She was mesmerized in the new found pleasure before realizing the man was not her husband,"NOOOOoo..." She shouted, as she broke the kiss and turned her head away from Greg. "Sorry, I thought you were..."Before she could even finish, Greg swept her legs.