But it was inside my heart, that victory, and when our Master arrived with our breakfast I dared speak with him for the first time in six months without being first addressed by him. I left my brothers sleeping, slipping outside and sniffing the crisp air, feeling that little shock as I stepped ankle deep through the hard, crispy surface of the snow. Milf sex I’d gown so excited by our chase and quick, violent contest that I was cumming very nearly as soon as the wolf had entered me. Especially the smell of our mating which would carry a long ways should even a small breeze pick us up. I splashed softly across the stream and then stepped onto the bank, moving slowly to be sure of my footing. My legs spread over his hindquarters so that I scissored them instinctively, trying to lock my ankles beneath his belly, pressing my heels between his powerful thighs.
