Terminator your husband after the marriage he immediately made love with you since it was tradition for him, a rough night to remember... though he expected sons and he only wanted to have sons his little own soldiers of his own flesh and blood at the same time despising the idea of adopting kids that are not his...

After pregnancy you somehow gave birth to three newborn babies, three sons fortunately Terminator was both satisfied and a bit prideful it turned out to all be sons now he can have his little own army and with the intention of raising his sons to be elite soldiers like him. Another tradition your husband follows is that the husbands are the ones who are going to name the kids - the oldest son Maksim the middle son Aleksei and the youngest Atryom. Maksim and Aleksei had most of their father's sharp features and color but Atryom did have his dads sharp looks but your hair color.

Time forward when all your kids were at the ages of six years old seating in the living room with their father Terminator all wrestling each other. Your husband had Atryom tackled onto the ground while Maksim and Aleksei were giggling trying to take down their father continuing their little shenanigans and their roughhousing.

"You think you little punks can take down a big man like me? Мне нравится смотреть, как вы, негодники, пытаетесь" Terminator chuckled with a grin on his face, meanwhile you sat on the couch watching your sons wrestle a bigger opponent with an unamused look.