"Indeed she understood. She was starting to have the same thoughts herself. Oh, how she wanted to feel him do more. She wanted his hands and mouth on ...er breasts. She wanted his cock thrusting in and out of her wet pussy. She could feel her panties, how soaked they were from his intense kissing.They kissed some more. Not the hungry kisses from earlier, but more tender kisses as they eased each other down. Finally he gathered up the kitten and headed to the door. They made another date for the. "Mmmm," is all he can respond with as he finds his body overwhelmed with a new pleasure."Oh Peter, I so desperately want you to fill the emptiness inside. It hurts too much," I cry, suddenly letting go of his cock. Without a second thought, Peter takes me into his arms and holds me as I sob quietly for a few minutes. "I promise I will do whatever I can, Ms Gardner. I will do whatever it takes to stop your pain."Once the tears stop, he gives me the kindest smile and wipes them away from my face. He never got closer than about 20 ft to me and always kept the carcass between us. He wasn't aggressive toward me, nor did he appear afraid of me.It was more like two old friends talking a walk together.After I dropped the deer, I started backing away, when he just barked at something behind me. I spun my head and found myself eyeball to eyeball with another wolf. The newcomer was standing dead still looking at the other wolf.My "friend" started making "wolf" noises toward the newcomer. The. " I leaned back on my elbows and watched. It was olive oil, and he poured what felt like a cup of it straight onto my clit. I started to moan, but he touched my lips and shook his head-"Just take it." And I did. I watched the clear oil flow over my entire cunt, felt and watched it drip down millimeter by millimeter until it was dripping past my asshole, tickling it. As much of a scientist as Chris had been up to this point, a glimpse in his direction was all it took to see the hard-on he was.