I often ask myself this question.
What must one feel to take multiple BBC's up her (or his) ass?
What must it be like to have the thousands of children in their liquidated form spread from breast to forehead?
How must one have such courage, to be beat and strapped for the sexual pleasure of weird mid-40's men?
I do try to imagine. I ask you to do so now.
Close your eyes. Breathe. You're sitting in the dentist room waiting for your checkup. God, you're feeling a bit raunchy. You haven't had a good fuck in about 6 years since your husband passed away. You start playing with yourself, just to tempt your senses. Suddenly a beautiful bald, masculine man walks in. It's Johnny Sins... well Dr. Sins to you. God, you're wet and a mess. He grabs you and whispers in your ear "I'm about to squirt my toothpaste all other that dirty tongue of yours."
You know how the story ends, but do you know what it felt like? I doubt it. So I ask you know to go to the fridge, grab that ketchup bottle and squirt it all of yourself, reminding yourself "You're a dirty, dirty little boy/girl". Spank yourself a bit. You deserve it.
Now you can start to imagine what it feels to having a gaping vagina. Enjoy