Why I Love Huge Cunt Holes

The older and, hopefully, more socially and spiritually mature I become, the more I notice I love huge cunt holes. I’m talking about the startlingly enormous, cavernous holes you can clearly see inside of without effort, and which the woman has clearly devoted a lot of thought and effort into reaming and stretching out over a long period of time. These are so beautiful, providing the woman has done so due to her own desire, and not at the behest of any man.
How can you fuck such a cunt? Well, you kinda can’t, unless your 20 times the man I am, but that’s not the point.
When you’re staring, mystified, into such a delicious, beautiful cunt hole, you’re looking into a cunt, and a woman, who is making a statement. She’s saying “I am Woman. I am Cunt. I am from and of the Goddess. I can use you, Man, and hundreds of your kind, for my pleasure, but I can know pleasure without you as well.”
Here is a woman who identifies with her cunt, expresses herself through her cunt, and is utterly unashamed and unafraid of her cunt. Even people who love enormous, permanently and irrevocably stretched cunt holes happily refer to them as “ruined”. I prefer the word “perfected.”
As merely a man, I recognize I live in a female world. I live on a planet called “The Mother Earth.” I remain unaware of any traditional, long-term culture who views the planet as male. I am a guest on Cunt World, and I damn well intend to behave myself. Due in large part to the traditional beliefs of my people, beliefs Penis-driven Christianity has tried very hard to destroy, I believe very sincerely in the inferior status of man on this planet. Being a very sexually driven man, this has blended into my sexual views, and led to my sincere worship of Cunt.
I’m not just saying I really, really like cunts, I’m saying that when I pray it is to the Goddess Cunt -- a very real, conscious, entity who is a cosmological, paradigmatical Cunt. She is my vision of the essence of Female-ness. Perhaps a bit over-simplified, but the intent is quite respectful. I believe men are, by right and in Nature, the property of women, and are meant to serve them, including sexually. When I speak of “kneeling at the flesh altar of a woman’s lust and worshiping”, I am being quite literal.