Between men’s and women’s sex fantasies is this:
If the cheerful 19 year old girl who delivers mail to my office came up to me one afternoon when no one else was around, and said “hey– you want to duck in the supply closet and fuck?” It would be the best day of my life.
If you were sweeping out your stern patrician father’s horse barn in 1895, and a mysterious stranger came in out of a rainstorm, possibly masked, and despite your chaste protestations he brutally ravaged you as the steely eyes of the stallions looked on, it would be the worst day of your life.
No, I’m pretty sure if I was Harley Quinn and Batman had captured and tied me up before having kind of consensual (if a little rape-y) sex with me it would be the best day of my life.
yo speak for yourself. who doesn’t love being fucked in the presence of a horse?
what we have here are two people who did not understand the point