Beside their brisk sexual activity Ian and Giselle also seem to grew emotinally together over the time. Especially the jumbo sized beefy buck had a change of mind, a change he actually never experienced in his ample love life.
Ian´s usual thinking was the „Hit it, but quit it“ way; fertilize the doe, having fun mating and ejaculating then leaving his one-hump stand with a proper bun in her oven.
By the way, many of his does had a similiar attitude, performing as his semen dump sure , getting a strong and healthy fawn out of their body yes, Ian´s active semen was a guarantee for success no question, but having the peabrained cervine meathead as a steady husband and father ?
That was out of question...
His arrogance and egoistic behaviour was known in his herd and even his harem rejected a relationship with the bodybuilder buck
Ian knew now why he was chasing Giselle for years, her thick fluffy heartshaped butt felt how he exspected; totally enclosing his large and long penis as he entered into Giselle´s rear, the cozy warm feeling he received when sliding into the pretty female.
Giselle for herself was an active lover herself, the occasional look back over her shoulder while he was inside her narrow pink hole, checking on him, even encouraging and praising her lover and mentioning how well he´s hung and how good she feels.
Spreading her backlegs wide enough to enter for him and pressing against his little pelvis to increase the sexual tickling was an advantage Ian loved so much about her.
No, Giselle was outstanding and unique during sex and the oversized buck did all possible to keep up their secret spicy relationship.
Oh, and adding to their mating routine, Ian noticed a certain anxiety and stress on his most favorite doe girl after he pulled out of her and sniffed up her vagina one more time (he just loved her smell)
The lean and handsome female was shaking and shivering a bit still standing with spreaded thighs in the same postion he received Ian´s sperm.
And Giselle had to spread wide to connect with Ian´s tool and even though she did, the alpha deer could just slide in half way to not hurt her incestine parts.

„Relax my love“
Ian postioned himself behind her as he did minutes before letting Giselle fear to herself inside: „Again ? He just mounted me, and he surely hit the target ! Did he ate raw fish last night ? Too much sperm in his reservoirs ?. Must be the protein !
Distracted with those thoughts and questions Giselle felt a steady stroking onto her neck all of a sudden.
It was Ian´s tongue she dicovered, grooming her fur with repeating licks and soft nibbling, surprising but pleasant too.
„Relax Giselle“ the big buck whispered into her long ears „loose your body and let me do all the work“
He himself never experienced such a devotion to a lover, but he was sure his treatment did her good; no, he never wanted to loose her, in the beginning he just her see as another genuine semendump to be ticked off his bucket list, but ended up as his favorite deer lady.
Giselle loved him too, he noticed it already after their first „meetings“ and he wanted to keep her forever.
Still enjoying being wellnessed by her mule deer machobuck she let her mind wander...
Honoured, respected and served to her full satisfaction she already thought about their next betrayal of Elliott.

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