The point that these cartoons make seems pretty clear. The "perfectwoman" is a sex object, without need of a mind, a heart, or a soul. Aslong as she... has the essential features of womanhood--tits, cunt, andass--she is "perfect."Erotica--especially the stories that men write--are only slightly lessguilty than such cartoons are of dehumanizing and objectifying women, ofreducing them to the level of things rather than portraying them ashuman beings, a criticism that many feminists have argued. Didn't think I'd need much more at the beach." She held up the bathing suits. "May not need these." Babe, don't need to cover that body."Brenda turned and wiggled her butt at me then gave it a slap. "Glad you like it." Like it all. Sweet tasting pussy too."She zipped the suitcase up and sat it against the wall. Lying next to me, her face resting on her palm, elbow on the bed, she lazily rubbed a finger over my breast, my nipple, as she looked down at me. "How did I get so lucky yesterday?" Her. But do you...FANCY me?" Beth. No one could love, or fancy you, more. You are beautiful. And youreally do it for me." But why do you..." She was having trouble saying it. Beth is such alovely person. The lat thing she would want to do is embarrass me. "Whydo you... you know...not get...hard"."But I DO get hard!" Yes. Well, sometimes. A little bit. But even as you start getting erect,then you immediately orgasm. Am I bad in bed?" No. You're AMAZING in bed. It's just...I don't know...I get. Enjoying the exquisite feelings of pleasure coursing through her body, she closed her eyes. Concentrating on the point where her daughter's mouth and tongue lashed her femininity, she felt herself being pushed down the path toward another glorious climax. Nearer and nearer she went but suddenly she felt something brush against her face.Opening her eyes, she found herself staring up at Greg's gigantic cock jutting out over her face. As his great cock stuck out over her face, his huge dangling.