10-05-2011, 12:39 PM
((It's no problem love. It's just the longest porn thread ever written time wise. LOL))
Her deep blue eyes were wonderful, seemingly worshiping him as he made sweet slow love to her. He kept his slow gentle thrusts even as she placed a gentle caring kiss on his muzzle. The world outside vanished for him. All it was now was two white canines making love, taking their time exploring the other's body, enjoying the gentle sensation of physical intimacy. He would have been horrified that he was enjoying it so much if he knew who her father was. He would turn and run, and refuse to look back. Incest was a crime to him, one unforgivable. That was why he no longer referred to his father as his father, but as Lucifer or his sire. It was unforgivable, and unforgettable.
But right now, questions about her parentage were not even remotely in his mind. The only thing in his mind was that she was wordlessly asking him to lay on his back. He held her hips as he slowly rolled, his tender gaze not leaving her eyes. He reached up and lightly caressed her perfect breasts, his touch tender and worshipful. He whispered her name again, saying it with the same awe and reverence that one would give a Goddess or a queen. He wrapped an arm around her neck and pulled her down, kissing her deeply. The feel of her tongue against his was intoxicating and he arched his back, thrusting his hips up, driving her deeper onto his shaft.
His eyes told her everything. 'Have at it,' they said. 'Enjoy me, use me. Anything and everything.' His voice was silent, though. Only his eyes spoke to her.
Her deep blue eyes were wonderful, seemingly worshiping him as he made sweet slow love to her. He kept his slow gentle thrusts even as she placed a gentle caring kiss on his muzzle. The world outside vanished for him. All it was now was two white canines making love, taking their time exploring the other's body, enjoying the gentle sensation of physical intimacy. He would have been horrified that he was enjoying it so much if he knew who her father was. He would turn and run, and refuse to look back. Incest was a crime to him, one unforgivable. That was why he no longer referred to his father as his father, but as Lucifer or his sire. It was unforgivable, and unforgettable.
But right now, questions about her parentage were not even remotely in his mind. The only thing in his mind was that she was wordlessly asking him to lay on his back. He held her hips as he slowly rolled, his tender gaze not leaving her eyes. He reached up and lightly caressed her perfect breasts, his touch tender and worshipful. He whispered her name again, saying it with the same awe and reverence that one would give a Goddess or a queen. He wrapped an arm around her neck and pulled her down, kissing her deeply. The feel of her tongue against his was intoxicating and he arched his back, thrusting his hips up, driving her deeper onto his shaft.
His eyes told her everything. 'Have at it,' they said. 'Enjoy me, use me. Anything and everything.' His voice was silent, though. Only his eyes spoke to her.