Your children will have things most people only read about in books. Son of a god, yes, pleasing one, but also personally looked after by one. And not just a god, THE god. You should be on your knees worshiping the very air around me. But that's not what I'm about. I prefer other ways of gratification. But you go ahead and keep hating me. It matters to me not.
*lost in thought* .....Are you sure?....It's not just some front so I think you care?....I don't want to get my hopes up that things will get better.....Because maybe I do love you....
Look, I don't lie. No reason too. You don't like my answer, what are you going to do about it, honestly. So why lie when nothing else can challenge you.
Well if you're willing to accept what the twins are, and what I will do with them, to them, to you, with you, etc. I suppose I can let you be a part of their lives, give you your own home. So long as your raising them, is in alignment with my own.
*uses her breathing a guide, in, and out, as she breaths in an out. The heavier she breaths the deeper he thrusts, the faster she breathes the faster he thrusts, her breaths controling his every move*
Around here..... *as he's releasing deep into her* we ask first... but I'll let it slide today. If you want help controlling your orgasms, there are pleanty here to help teach you... *kisses her before pulling out, and getting her twins*
*softly keeps going with them, deeper, yes, but softly, easing it in rather than forcing it as he has to hold them. With her holding them, he can focus on them, and enjoy them more, stretching them, but not as rough as he normally has to be*
*lovingly, thrusts into them, feeling them, filling them, his cock showing as an outline in their stomach, he's in there, she can see it, but he's also cupping their face, thrusting slowly, taking his time*
