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newfan

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Jan 7, 2021
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Realistic characters? I don't think there is a woman as stupid as Anna. Or she's a fucking bitch. Maybe David found her in a seedy strip-bar on some harbor. I'm also sure that no mother would allow herself to be groped in the presence of the baby, much less a mummy.
 

joshuaalcabar

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Aug 15, 2022
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Realistic characters? I don't think there is a woman as stupid as Anna. Or she's a fucking bitch. Maybe David found her in a seedy strip-bar on some harbor. I'm also sure that no mother would allow herself to be groped in the presence of the baby, much less a mummy.
ahahah the stupidity of anna depends on the player bro. ahahaha you can always choose the right path but why you always choose stupidity for her? ahahaha your comment is so funny you taught your smart and anna in your game is stupid without knowing it is you choosing that path ahaha
 

hzjujk

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Sep 19, 2020
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If game gives you inferiority complex, than you've inferiority complex. We just want to see the girl get good dicking. So, it's all fun n game.
That is certainly a motive. But the "to see the girl get good dicking" thing also exists in other games that have nothing to do with NTR.
I think another important motivation to play NTR games is the fact of humiliation of the woman (Anna) and of course the man (David).
These two acts, the sex and the humiliation, have an irresistible fascination for the NTR fans.
From some of the comments here I conclude that for some on F95 the process of humiliation is even more important when it is combined with sex.
It's a fetish, you don't have to like it, it has nothing to do with "inferiority complex".
 

lokiGod

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Sep 21, 2023
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He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes-
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you - he

who listens intimately
to the sweet murmur of
your voice, the enticing

laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet
you suddenly, I can'

speak - my tongue is broken;
a thin flame runs under
my skin; seeing nothing,

hearing only my own ears
drumming, I drip with sweat;
trembling shakes my body

and I turn paler than
dry grass. At such times
death isn't far from me
 
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