Novel & Cerita Can You See What That Woman Does To Me

A sense of happiness that could only be felt by the person you love, and feeling this happiness, this man was probably the man this woman loved, or I love, but I'm not entirely sure. I could see what was happening, but I had no control over my words or actions. I felt like an observer, observing the world through this woman's eyes and having no influence over it. This woman's identity eludes me, and I'm perplexed as to why I'm drawn to observe the events unfolding in her life. If only I could catch a glance at her face, I might be able to figure out who she is. But, as I already stated, I am completely disabled, unable to speak or move on my own, just a silent observer.

“What the hell are you?” “I’m the woman who’s going to end you if you don’t leave,” I said, my voice shaking with fury. I could feel the power pulsing through me, threatening to consume me if I didn’t control it. But I didn’t want to control it. Not now. Not with him.

“What does that mean?” The woman didn’t look at her, I noticed her eyes stayed on me. “I can’t give you answers yet.”. “You said that last time.” I rolled my eyes . “I know, you are one impatient lady .” “When ? it’s getting really annoying at this point ?” She finally moved closer. “When it is time.” Amber frowned. “That’s not helpful.” The woman’s expression didn’t change. “It is the truth.” I stepped forward “My body has been changing,” I said quietly. “I can hear things I shouldn’t. I feel stronger. I don’t understand what is happening….” .

Maybe it’s just me, but I didn’t think I was walking around with a big sign on me that said, “In constant need of assistance and company, please come on up.” For the first time since she caught up with me, the woman looks me directly in the eye. “I saw your exchange with Little Elvis in the bar earlier,” she says. “And I saw you dodge him just now.” Her eyes flash with something but I’m not sure what. Knowing? Exhaustion? Whatever the case, she’s focused on me with everything she has. “I can tell you from experience the action available for us women around here is — “ She looks furtively

I have never seen him before. I hope they don’t see me. “Ah, they he is,” the woman looks right at me. How can she see me in the dark? “Don’t play with your food Odet-” The man with black veins begins talking before the lady gripes him by the neck and shoves him against the door. “No name, you idiot,” she seethes, her whole body vibrating as a pulse fills the air, making my own body shake.

Well, this is the only video in his gallery that contains with this content. I couldn’t see the woman’s face due to the brightness, and quality but her side profile took me. I replay the video again, and again until I noticed I was touching myself down there while imagining the woman riding my cock. I gritted my teeth then delete the video. “Fuck…” I closed my eyes, silently killing myself. I shouldn’t be thinking about this.

She would work as my eyes while I fought whatever the fuck this was, since there was no fucking way I was going to allow it to live. Finished shifting, I close my eyes, drawing on the connection I share with the woman until I can see the large serpent that hovers in the air, baring its fangs. ‘What the hell?’ I hiss, beginning to move. ‘I don’t know,’ the woman admits. ‘I’ve seen similar things, but nothing this size.’ Seen similar things?

the woman's voice rose and fell, her eyes, hypnotizing and mesmerizing, began to turn a chilling shade of white. I was tied down, on the table as she came towards me,she stood before me and I could feel an invisible power emanating from her, threatening to consume my very essence. Frozen in fear, I watched with wideeyed horror as the woman attempted to manipulate the air around me. Her gestures were fluid and practiced, but whatever she was trying to accomplish, I had no clue. It seemed as though she was attempting to bend reality to her will, to inflict some unknown fate upon me.

"Do you see any goosebumps on my skin? Do you feel me shivering when you touch me and try to make me feel as hard as you can? Do my eyes automatically shut down when brush against me? It's nothing. Honestly" She rolls her eyes. Angry eyes. As if she's gonna explode right away when she scans my face and my arms. Then she squeezes my hand. As if she's trying to examine everything I said. And he looks down between my thighs. This woman is messed up. She's literally checking out if I'm hard! Which I am definitely not! I shake my head in disbelief when I see her expression hardening at what she sees. Is she really normal? That's what I think when she looks down at me.

With wide eyes, she looked from left, in front of us, and to her right, all performing wild sex that we’d never done before. For a moment, I studied her. A blaze of lust and need swept through me. Despite the dimly lit room, I could see her cheeks flaming. “Can they see us?” She swallowed hard, her eyes widening in shock as she stared at me, seemingly embarrassed. “No. We are their viewers. This is a one-way mirror.” I pointed at the one on the left where three men were working on a brunette. The woman was spread wide on the table while the first black man was between her legs. The second white man has his cock in her mouth, and the other white man is pouring a melted candle on her tits.