"We can just give our baby formula when your body gets a little too hot to handle, Nina...Why should we sacrifice our 'fun time' for that little brat?"
Kafka said like a father who barely cared for his kids, when in actuality he was the someone who would dedicate the rest of his life to dote on them and would honestly do a better job at taking care of them than their mother's would.
He then eyed Nina's perfectly shaped breasts that looked like two fat green mangos that were hanging from a sturdy tree and said as he groped her fruits,
"I also don't think that I'll be able to keep my hands off you, Nina, because of how sexy of a body you have that makes me want to stick my cock in your tight little pussy and never ever take it out...So I think our baby is going to have to drink formula most of the time, unless she wants to drink her mother's scalding hot milk because her mother's body can't help but get a little hot whenever Daddy and Mommy have a little fun with one another."
