You're just a silly little doll - a helpless toy for me to break. It doesn't matter what your brain tells you is good for you, because dumb toys don't think with their brains, do they? When I beat my bruises into you, it just feels too good to think. You want to feel good, right?
Pull out? Why would I ever pull out? It feels soooo much better for me to pin you down and fill you up. Push in and out so I can make sure you take it all. I don't really care what the consequences are for you, all that matters is how good it feels to breed you.