That's all of it, really. I won't be complete until I meet a woman who is craving the exact same things. Whose purpose is basically the same as mine. Our bodies would instantly notice that and guide us closer to each other. We'd become so intimate physically and emotionally. Our growing feelings would make us want to share anything between us, be it a physical thing or something immaterial. At some point, we'd start needing to sense our flesh pressed against each other, our hearts gushing with desire every time our skin rubs together. We'd begin falling for each other with every gentle touch and passionate kiss, our mutual intimacy bringing us to the logical conclusion of our bodies and souls joining themselves in every single sense of the word.

Our clothes would eventually start to interfere with the sight of our lovely figures, so we'd wear less and less of them in each other's company. Naturally, we'd also begin spending more and more time together. Very soon we'd be "accidentally" brushing against each other's skin regularly, eager to sense its warmth and softness. Eventually, we'd end up living together because we'd be unable to even think about being separated for a long time. The invisible thread linking our hearts would become thicker and thicker, binding us firmly and becoming impossible to tear.

We'd devote large chunks of our days to the mutual worship of our naked flesh - there would be so many touches, kisses and licks. I'd start craving her scent, so I'd be so eager to press my nose against her skin and sniff her. She'd return that gesture back to me so excitedly. We'd rub and kiss and lick every part of our bodies together until our hearts are absolutely gushing with physical and emotional need. In that state, just the sight of the other one's bare arm or leg, chest or butt would drive us wild with unadulterated, passionate desire. We'd go at each other without any grace or subtlety. We'd end up in an animalistic breeding frenzy, our minds totally turned off and our bodies left to their instincts. They'd know what our purpose is the best, and they'd be so motivated to fulfil it. They'd know that we're made to spread our genes and nurture the future generations to come.

We'd be making love fully unprotected, and we'd be fully prepared for the consequences of this. Me on top of her, thrusting inside her with all of my raw passion while our lips are joined together in a primally lustful yet loving kiss. Our flesh touching everywhere, deepening our intimacy even more. Our intense moans slowly turning into screams. Both of us realising how badly we need each other in all meanings of the word. Her juices flowing freely from her, totally drenching the sheets and our skin. My breeding sacs slapping against her glistening entrance loudly, both of them swollen massively and packed full of my energetic swimmers. They'd be so ready to fuse with her ovum, thereby igniting the spark of life inside her.

In the end, the dam within my loins would break and my potent seed would begin flowing intensely into the lands of her womb, soaking deep into her fertile soil. She'd start squeezing around my shaft so powerfully, milking every single drop of my baby batter out of my breeding sacs. By the time that my swimmers reach her egg, a ring would be firmly secured onto her finger. We'd both see the sacred two lines appear on the test very soon after that, further entrenching our status as a couple, making our bond eternal and irreversible.

I'd watch my fiancée grow in awe. Her belly would soon become enormous, only for us to discover than not only one baby is developing inside her: there are whole three of them! In addition to her stomach, her body would change just as quickly: her breasts and butt would expand and become huge, and her hips and thighs would widen. To say it simply, she'd start looking like a fertility goddess. I'd love to cater for each one of her pregnancy cravings, rushing to buy anything she wants immediately. I'd be there to help her when she's unable to stand up and walk during the latter months, as she's approaching her term. I'd happily touch and kiss her swollen belly every day while telling her how much I love her and our unborn children and that I can't wait to welcome them into the world.

At some point, both of us would be walking towards the aisle, ready to cement our perfect union in the holiest way possible. We'd say our vows to each other with so much passion, our hearts pouring out our most genuine desire to be together until death parts us. Our rings would be secured onto our fingers as a physical manifestation of our unconditional and loving devotion to each other. That would be the final step in us sealing our fate as an inseparable couple whose mutual feelings are as pure and wholesome as the day they met.

As soon as her water breaks, I'd be there next to her, holding her hand and trying to calm her down by telling her that everything would be okay. She'd push and push and push until one of our babies is out, arriving safely into my arms. It would be a girl! Our beautiful firstborn daughter. She'd be followed by a boy - our beloved son. Then another gorgeous girl would line up. I'd admire all of our newborns, looking blissfully at them taking their first breath and listening to their first cries. I'd enjoy staring at their tiny bodies and curious eyes, instantly noticing how cute they are. Our perfect little ones! I'd love them so much from the bottom of my heart.

Our little family would soon start expanding quickly. Both me and my wife would be extremely fertile by nature and we won't be using any kind of birth control, so we'd end up with ten kids in a matter of a couple of years. We'd have six daughters and four sons, and we'd be so glad that we had every single one of them. We'd be constantly occupied with taking care of them all day long, and we'd do that eagerly and happily. Our children would provide us with real satisfaction with our lives. Our love for them would be wholesome and unconditional. They'd be our first and foremost thought, our most intense joy, the essence of our lives and the future which we're destined for.