Due to their lack of verbal abilities, touch is very important to wild females. Here we see a newly wild specimen allowing the dominant female to perform a gentle manual inspection. She starts with the hands, and, well... you can probably guess where it nudes
Just finished training these two new Junior Researchers in how to properly mate with wild females. They were exceptional students, I must say. While I hate to see them go, I love to watch them leave.
While one might think that such a happy couple of wild females would have no interest in mating with a man, such powerful pairbonds stimulates their instinct to breed. Many of my own wild daughters were born and reared by couples like these two.
Mating with wild females provides an opportunity for up close observation and photographs, like the one I took of this beauty here. I may be a depraved womanizer, but I am still a scientist.
I'm sometimes asked if I joined the Department of Wild Female Sexuality and Procreation because I was a pervert, or if it was the job that turned me into a pervert. My answer? Yes.
I've learned it's best never to wake a Wild Female, no matter how horny I am. Hopefully this well-endowed beauty will finish her siesta soon, otherwise I'll have to look elsewhere if I'm to make today's quota.
When sexually frustrated, wild females will hump damn near anything, as this beauty here demonstrates with an abandoned beach toy. Regularly mating with such females relieves this frustration and helps them focus on their continuing survival.
We fostered this domestic a while back, but unfortunately weren't able to keep her as she and Peppa fought constantly for dominance. Luckily, her forever home isn't far away, and she's always happy to see me when I pop in for a visit.
My wife affectionately refers to the colleagues I regularly mate with as my mistresses, and this remarkable young woman here is the latest to earn herself that moniker. The wild females find her as irresistible as I do, so it's a win win for everyone.
