“That,” she said. “And I mean, if he could also have a dick the size of an elephant trunk and know how to find my clit, that’d be cool. I think I could be happy with that. Seems most men are only ever in possession of one of those superpowers. So few of you were manufactured with both. Those of you who have both abilities are all fucking psychopaths. Doesn’t seem like a reasonable trade off to have to give up orgasms in exchange for stability.” I nearly dropped the fucking wine bottle. “Stability isn’t worth more than an orgasm? How drunk are you?” I asked while I laughed and pulled her glass
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