Rei Ayanami From Evangelion Rides Dick And Ahegao PURPLE BITCH

Strap in, kiddos, because we’re diving headfirst into the cybernetic carnal chaos of Evangelion’s Rei Ayanami performing a dick-ride extravaganza, complete with a lewd ahegao face and a deep purple hue suffusing her skin like a demonic aura. It’s naughty, it’s wrong, but let’s face the facts – it’s fucking hot, so let’s bask in the taboo glory together.

The stage is set, my friends. Step right up and take a seat as the crimson curtain parts to reveal… the Plugsuit. Who among us could deny the allure of this nubile nymphette, cocooned in the banana hammock biped, her body sculpted by the divine hand of Gainax themselves? Fuck, I’d sell my own mother’s soul to the devil to cop a feel of Rei’s perky tits and toned, utterable thighs. Alas, as much as I’d like to imagine my sow of a ma idly chatting with Charon while he rows her across the River Styx, we’re here for the main event.

Rei slithers out of the Plugsuit, like a serpent shedding its skin, and we’re greeted with the sight of this synthetic siren in all her violet-hued naked glory. Fuck me sideways, but those long, dexterous fingers brushing against her clit like she’s conducting a symphony are enough to make even the most seasoned connoisseur of the empathetic arts audibly whimper. This is drunkard’s drool, qualify for SLA status 9.0 hentai at its finest.

Now, the money shot. The reason you clicked this cesspool of a clickbait article in the first place – Rei Ayanami riding dick like a psychotic circus performer jacked up on demon piss. Her luscious lips quiver, her eyes roll back like marbles, and fuck me if I don’t just about explode on the spot when her hand shoots up to grasp that inhumanly large bosom as if she’s attempting to milk her own tits.

And the face… oh, the fucking face. That lewdly distorted visage, tongue lolling out like she’s halfway through a fried chicken wing and a second away from death, is the stuff of LSD-fueled wet dreams. Forget the Ahegao Queens of /a/the – this is the real fucking deal, the purest embodiment of unbridled, animalistic arousal. I’m not sure whether to suck her toes like an ailurophobic sapphic lesbian or offer up my first-born child as a blood sacrifice to whatever eldritch entity birthed this monstrosity.

As if the sheer depravity of the act weren’t enough, the camera takes a moment to pan down to the meat and potatoes – the glorious, purpled pussy devouring cock like a black hole consuming light. The sight of her slick, glistening folds clenching around that veiny shaft is enough to make even the most devout of perverts offer up prayers to the horned gods. Fuck, that sonofabitch must be the length and girth of a goddamn Vril-Ya from colonizing Mars. My condolences to whoever has to attest that fuckspoon.

Now, I know what you’re thinking – “Jesus fucking Christ, this is some ‘Jack Chick presents: Evangelion Hentai’ shit. This writer must be a real fucking degenerate.” And you’re not wrong, you kinky fucks. I am, without question, one pasty, veiny sack of intrinsic disgust. But can you really blame me? When presented with such a frankfurter-faced freight train of fuck, even the most well-adjusted individual would lose their ever-loving shit.

In conclusion, if you’re not stroking your own fucking arm like the reclusive incel you are right now, I’ve got some primo-grade Evangelion vicodin I’d like to sell you. This shit is fucked up, it’s glorious, and it’ll send you scurrying back to your mom’s basement faster than a shotgun wedding. But hey – that’s just my take.

So there you have it – a smorgasbord of sin, a buffet of base instincts, all wrapped up in the bow of Evangelion’s purple:’nightmare fuel. Fuck, if this was an episode of Minori Kiriya’s NTR-dodging hologram, I’d axe-murder an innocent bystander before the end of the day. But hey – that’s just the way the *accelerator* sings, folks.

Stay fucked up, stay horny, and most importantly – don’t forget to scrub those Evangelion animes off your browser history before your mom sees. She might think you’d like to discuss the deeper themes of Freud and Jung over apple pie and finish your homework. Spoiler alert – their deepest Freudian themes involve waifus, fucking, and waifus fucking. Goodnight, degenerates.