And once that happens, our animal nature takes hold...
What starts out as a gentle hug turns quickly into more. The near-nakedness is too much to resist.
No slow loving this evening - its all animalistic mounting with grunts and moans. Through his lust glazed gaze, he still managed to drag his devoted slave inside out of the sun to slake our desires. So filled with need with each-other, all thought left our heads except the rampant climb to pleasure's peak. Perhaps we'll hear the pitter-patter of cub paws soon! I love you my Master.








