Ostensibly analternative third sex that, in merging sex and gender, transcends both,she is, as a so-called chick with a dick (and without a cunt), ult...matelya denial and a rejection of womanhood. Therein lies her mystique, hercharisma, and her attraction for those who admire her and rejoice in hercharms.Similarities may be overlooked, but differences demand explanation. In apatriarchal society, wherein men rule, it is men who must explain women,not women who must explain men, and, since men. I turned and watched his nice firm bare buttocks.Seeing a spurting cock had always been a turn on for me. I felt wet as I changed my clothes. Then I went down to the kitchen.Matt was there, making some coffee. He invited me a cup.I felt bad and he was obviously embarrassed. Then I told him I had spent the whole day with his wife, thinking he would stay out of town until Monday. But then Matt explained that his mother had felt better; so he was glad to come back home. He added he had been horny. His big cock did all the things she liked, it stretched her sphincter andpressed on her prostate while his hard belly pressed and rubbed againsther own silken-sheathed appendage which was leaking copious amounts ofpre-seminal fluid. She was close and told him so."Now!" she screamed into his mouth and rose up and drove herself againstthe young man.Adele quivered and spasmed and Roy felt her scalding issue against hisbelly as he fucked her vigorously and came with her. Adele clung to. Jeff turned to her and askedif she would like a drink before they proceeded. She thought that would probably be a good ideaconsidering what was going to happen in the next fewhours. She reclined on a settee enjoying the calmbefore the storm. Every once in a while someone wouldwalk past and nod or say hello and people keptarriving. Once, a waiter passed by and offered themdrinks which they accepted. Again, it struck her thatthey were all nondescript people with no identity dueto what they wore.