[The Window to My Soul](https://gr8mouthreecee.files.wordpress.com/2018/11/20180413_170941-11705178645.jpg)
These are the eyes of a perverse man; and, the crystal balls are also the same seers that will be locked on to you while I’m navigating your backdoor trenches; my tongue cuts grooves in your pussy channel and gushy rectum. I’m curious, though: what are you gathering when you stare into the windows of my black soul? Am I menacing and corrupt–heartless?
I mean, I know I’m unforgiving when I’m bottoming out in your genitalia with this livid tongue. When I’m orally sexing you, I can’t be this wholesome guy; I must usurp this pussy-and-anal-eating authority. If I didn’t consummate with you with tenacity, you’d think I were some chomp–a soft nigga. Am I correct with my assertion, my delightful mate?
Oh, you’re not going to respond to me because you have no desire to, or you just can’t? I’m anticipating a response, my loyal subject. (tick tock, tick tock) Finally, you’re speaking; you’re making known that I’m a ruthless piece of work: that I don’t have a gentle bone in my body. You’re thinking that I want to subdue you orally only so that I may completely reign over each and every entity of your being. You think that I’m a control freak that lives off of implementing ass-eating rampages.
Even more, you suspect that I feed off chaos. Well, well, well: I can only assume that you think you have me pinned, huh?
Have I become your pupil, my sensei?
Are you going to train me in the ancient arts of Anal and Cunnilingus warfare so that I may attain authority underneath your (any woman’s) kinky little underpants?
You’re an interesting character, my dear. You have read me like a book–one that has stood the test of time. I never pegged you as the intellectual type. You’re intriguing, though–and resourceful.
So, now that you think you know my life story, what are you going to do with the information?
Are you going to use this newfound freedom to your advantage, my dear?
Channel this aggressiveness that I hold; I’ll transfer ownership into your name if you so desire. You’ve gazed into my eyes; remember, I’m a Narcissist, and I need constant uplifting; again, what is it that you see in me?
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/akt5uz/mf_what_do_you_see_woman