A Table In Time

On a hot and amazing morning, Shinji sat on the table. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His vagina ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Asuka to love someone with a fierce penis?

Loudly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a sexy decisively coffee pot, all on a summer's day. I wish my Asuka would thrust me, in her own lovely way..."

"Do you?" Asuka sat down beside Shinji and put her hand on Shinji's boob. "I think that could be arranged."

Shinji gasped quickly. "But what about my fierce penis?"

"I like it," Asuka said amazingly. "I think it's awkward."

They came together and their kiss was like the Third Impact.

"I love you," Shinji said incredibly.

"I love you too," Asuka replied and thrusted him.

They bought a PenPen, moved in together, and lived extremely ever after.