rape. rape. rape.
i cannot tell you how much i want to rape ninoegyn. i would hold her down and unabashedly penetrate her moist pussy while she cries. i would cum inside of her as she sobbed over the prospect of carrying my children. i would watch in a joyful manner as her belly grew bigger under my captivity. I would groom Nino into thinking our child was a gift from the heavens above as we held one another. I'd affirm her doubts by holding her thus in my arms, she'd probably try to pry away but I'd grab her hands once more as an affirmation of our love. The softness and fragility of a raped, pregnant, Nino would me make me nurse her like a famished child in a communist country.
Nino. Light of my life. Fire of my loins.