12-30-2011, 01:18 PM
All this time, his eyes were deadlocked on his target, watching her swift legs take her just out of reach. Well he wasn’t exactly surging forward and trying just following her trail, enjoying the bouncing back and forth. Only a male could admire his mate’s backside like he did, and each time he got a good look at it in action, those strong legs kicking the dirt, and her elegant tail when it fluttered back and forth. IF she had been running on two legs, his eyes would have been picking apart different aspects of her backside, but it was clearly remembered in his mind.
He didn’t want to catch her yet, not when he was beginning to have an idea of where she was going. His lips slowly started to peel back into a grin, unable to withhold his growing excitement, unable to contain a certain aspect of his male hood that was flopping around with each long stride. It was indeed slowing him down, having to time his paws in hopes it wouldn’t bring a bit of pain to him, but he endured, because he was not going to give up and not give her what she in a roundabout way wanted.
He didn’t want to catch her yet, not when he was beginning to have an idea of where she was going. His lips slowly started to peel back into a grin, unable to withhold his growing excitement, unable to contain a certain aspect of his male hood that was flopping around with each long stride. It was indeed slowing him down, having to time his paws in hopes it wouldn’t bring a bit of pain to him, but he endured, because he was not going to give up and not give her what she in a roundabout way wanted.