09-28-2011, 04:18 PM
i'm making a point of taking no longer than 7/8 days at maximum to reply to this thread now seeing as i have such a bad track record of replying to it ;_;
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She stared up at him with huge blue eyes that seemed endless in their depth. Rape was the usual norm for her, she had been taken against her own will by so many, up to and including her own father that unforced sex was a strange and wonderful thing to her. The slow but needful pace was perfect for the ivory woman, she connected to him in a way she had never done with anyone else, not even pure and innocent Matteo or rough and arrogant Giuseppe, both had their own merits but neither of them stirred her inside like the man atop of her was doing.
That Gemma would unknowingly find such a connection with her own half brother was an irony so full that had she known they shared a father she would have laughed until her sides ached and tears of mirth poured from her eyes. Then she would beg him to do her all over again and be damned with with came of it, such was his pull. Such emotion was held back in his lightning and sky gaze that the woman couldn't resist taking his head gently in her hands and placing a soft kiss at the end of his muzzle. The feel of him inside her was amazing and she didn't ever want him to stop, the gentle thrusts carrying her with him to greater and greater heights
She heard him whimper and sigh her name, from his lips it sounded like golden dust, huge coyote ears swung forwards to better capture the sound and hold it. The femme whimpered back in response, a soft drawn out whine. She now felt the urge t move and be active, involved within the act of their mating. With a quiet murring sound she pushed against his shoulder, urging him to roll onto his back.
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She stared up at him with huge blue eyes that seemed endless in their depth. Rape was the usual norm for her, she had been taken against her own will by so many, up to and including her own father that unforced sex was a strange and wonderful thing to her. The slow but needful pace was perfect for the ivory woman, she connected to him in a way she had never done with anyone else, not even pure and innocent Matteo or rough and arrogant Giuseppe, both had their own merits but neither of them stirred her inside like the man atop of her was doing.
That Gemma would unknowingly find such a connection with her own half brother was an irony so full that had she known they shared a father she would have laughed until her sides ached and tears of mirth poured from her eyes. Then she would beg him to do her all over again and be damned with with came of it, such was his pull. Such emotion was held back in his lightning and sky gaze that the woman couldn't resist taking his head gently in her hands and placing a soft kiss at the end of his muzzle. The feel of him inside her was amazing and she didn't ever want him to stop, the gentle thrusts carrying her with him to greater and greater heights
She heard him whimper and sigh her name, from his lips it sounded like golden dust, huge coyote ears swung forwards to better capture the sound and hold it. The femme whimpered back in response, a soft drawn out whine. She now felt the urge t move and be active, involved within the act of their mating. With a quiet murring sound she pushed against his shoulder, urging him to roll onto his back.
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