Anime

Please, God, I want to get Makima pregnant so bad. I want her to give birth to my children with those beautiful childbearing hips.

That beautiful, radiant angel from another world. Like a goddess, she having come down to Earth to cleanse us of our sins. Makima is beyond divine. I can't help but kneel in adoration every time I see her beautiful figure and the outfit she wears of hers. She longs for it in both a primal and spiritual way. She would commit more war crimes than all the presidents in American history just to lick the sweet, glistening sweat from her soft, creamy skin.

I want to hear her moans as my manhood throbs inside her. I want to hear her heart race as our bodies become one and our souls become irreversibly intertwined in the holy sin of carnal union. I want to suckle her from her mother's breast, slurping that ice-cold milk juice from her tit while she gently caresses my raging erection. Her screams of pleasure and the rocking of our bed would be louder than the cacophony of ten thousand hums. She would make love to him until my body gave up. She would let me break my ribcage with any part of her body. I would let her hit me with her car just to be near her for a brief moment.

She is so perfect it hurts. Every moment without it I suffer pain worse than breaking every bone in my body simultaneously while drowning and also having hot sauce coated glass shards forced through every orifice in my body. I want her, I need her.

I want to defile her modest but attractive attire.

I want to start a family with her and retire after our twenty-seven children are grown and moved away. I want to see those luscious lips of hers say such dirty, wicked words in my ear while she slides ice cubes into my gaping hole.

I want to fuck her like she owes me money. She would let her step on me, only to feel the soft, firm warmth of her feet on my face and in my groin. I would sleep under her just to catch her drool in my mouth. I would fish strands of hair out of her shower drain just to smell her seductive scent, and braid them into necklaces to always have her with me. Or make a ring for my cock. Whichever would please her the most.

God, please, I would do anything for her. She would give up my life, all my hopes and dreams, just to become the socks of her feet to warm her appetizing toes with my very being, so that she would always feel the warmth of my love.

She would encase me in cement and make me her door, so she could wipe my face with her heels. She would rip off my own limbs. I don't know what she would do after that, or why she would want my limbs. But she would do it.

My queen, my goddess, my demon lady, the light of my life. Please God, let me have it. I want her to be mine and only mine. I would lick demonic grape juice from her fingers and fill her navel with said juice to wet my cock against her navel.

She would give him a sponge bath with my tongue every morning and serve him breakfast in bed. She would let her eat the eggs and pancakes off my body if she liked me, no matter how painful the third degree burns were. She would endure the torment of eternal damnation until the end of time. There's nothing I wouldn't do for her, nothing I wouldn't say. I would beat my own friend to death with my swollen penis if it would make Makima's bright face smile. I wouldn't even cum until she gave me permission.

I love you, Makima. Please. Be mine. Be my wife, my lover, my mommy, my queen, my everything. Say yes. Answer my calls, answer my letters. Anything, please. Give me a sign, Makima. I'm waiting for you. I will always be waiting for you.