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the pussy fixation is pretty broad; it’s a beautiful part of the body that can vary a lot, it engages and draws all the senses, it’s responsively tender to the touch, and its area of the body has the best concentrations of scent… but, well, yes, a great deal of the fixation is concerned with penetration. or at least the potential for it. the reality that regardless of how they talk, how they think, or how they hide it, between their legs is a pretty pink slit of a weak spot. a vulnerability waiting to be exploited, harnessed, put to use. a delicately sweet little thing you can grab and rub and spread and bully into going along with what you need. it doesn’t know anything more than how to get ready to be mated, and how to be mated. as it gets more worked up it just gets that much readier to be reshaped and repurposed around someone else’s body, to accept, to hold. an embodied incentive to surrender. a woman can be strong, outgoing, independent, she can know how to take charge of a situation and handle it. she can be gay, ace, whatever. it literally does not matter. when she cums, even if shes just rubbing herself for some relief before bed, totally alone, the best feeling that makes her shudder and shut her legs is her body rewarding her for her cunt lubing up and milking a cock that isn’t even there in the hopes that it’ll take and keep her busy the next nine months. is it not just so beautifully self defeating?
