Whoever said that men should not hit women, has obviously never had the good gaces to pummel the face of an unsuspecting female. The crunch of the face bones as your fist makes contact with her nose and teeth. You can see the droplets of blood splatter out her mouth as the spit and blood mix to form a frothy mixture of pinkish foam. And then comes the second hit. Wham! and a third and fourth, Wham! Wham!. All the while the adrenaline and testosterone is raging through your veins. You can't even feel your knuckles anymore, numb from the tightly balled fist. You grab her hair and hold her lifeless head up off the ground; with the other hand you are repeating pummelling of the mouth and chin, until your hands are sore. Soaked with blood. You can't even recognize her face anymore, but yet you cannot stop hitting. Next, your pants come off. This is what you've been waiting for. You are hard as a fucking rock. No fucking regrets.
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