Till he creates a dent in my uterus, till my lips deform (both), till I cervix is the shape of his tip, till the bed breaks and we continue on the floor and the floor breaks and we continue on the ground and the ground breaks amd we continue until we reach the bedrock, till his body accidentally uses his cursed technique from the blood I'd shed, till my body learns his cursed technique, till every bone in my body breaks, till all the pumped up 1000 years worth of cum is inside me and i look like croissant filled with mayonnaise, till the epidermis of my skin tears, till the whole neighbourhood knows what our names are, till the entire neighbourhood smells like an aquarium and looks like s shore with only sea foam, till the neighbours call the police, till the police cuffs our hands and puts us in separate cells, till the inmates complain about us touching ourselves amd moaning eachothers names across the jail, till we sent into an asylum and we resume our session there, till the psychiatric gives up and watches us in defeat, till I get pregnant and give birth while still doing him, till we get old and musty, till he gives me the last thrust on his last breath and I take his last pump and last view.