Love in the Moonlight

You and your special wolfess lay on a blanket in a massive field of tall grass.
Far in the distance there is a great oak tree, under it is a fire, with a group of adventure friends. They're relaxing after a long day of dangerous work, same as you.
The Moon is rising into the sky, it is just above the trees yet farther in the distance. She's full and bright--beautiful, but not quite as stunning as a certain someone.
The fur covered lady is laying partly on top of you, her heavy weight and size is oddly comforting, a different sensation to the petite human gals you've been with before.
You have your arm wrapped around her, idly rubbing her shoulder with your thumb, and her right side with your left hand.
The temperature is warm, with a gentle, cooling breeze rolling though the air feels perfect.
The sound of crickets and cicadas fills the air, lightning bugs flash all around with a stunning show.
Your bellies are full with a hearty bear stew, the best meal you've had in over a week.
It's all so still, calm, and peaceful. This is one of those times when no thoughts zoom through your head. All you want is to enjoy this moment.
The feeling of serenity leaves you teetering on the edge of falling asleep, but just before you do, she speaks up.
"I love you, Anon."
You lean in to give her a gentle kiss on the head, and move your left hand up to the side of her head, you rub her.
"I love you too honey."
You can't resist the urge, you start to scratch her ear in the perfect spot. You're immediately met with sounds of contentment and her pushing her head into your hand.
You continue to do this for a few moments, until she comes up and begins a deep intimate kiss. You stop scratching and hold the sides of her head, she does the same.
As this goes on, the mood starts to change. The two of you begin to quicken your movements.

Shortly enough, you maneuver to position her on her back and move to straddle her, all while not breaking the kiss.
Both of you assist each other out of your clothes, tossing them asside to the grass.
You fondle her breasts while beginning to peck her with kisses under her chin, her neck, you work your way down.
Down her chest, to her stomach, to her nethers.
You shortly arrive at your destination, the area is thick with fur, hot, and damp with her arousal.
You begin to work, passionately tending to her burning desire.
A few minutes in your mouth and jaw muscles are getting a bit tired, she is enjoying herself but you decide to move on to other more pressing matters.
The two of you will go on to conduct a passionate lovers dance. Making love to eachother, no one taking the lead or dominating, you just spend countless hours enjoying it.
Your lovely lady has clearly enjoyed herself, she is hardly coherent at this point, but you are nearing your finish as well.
She seems to be able to detect this, and without warning, she tightly wraps her strong legs behind you.
"Anon, I want you to make me a woman, tonight."
Speaking is a bit difficult, so you respond by taking her hands and holding them pinned to the ground above her head.
You start a fast pace, slamming your hips into her thighs almost as fast as you can muster, you begin to pant like a wild animal.
She is breathing heavily too, and the look on her face is priceless.
As you near your end she has a strong orgasm, clenching you tighter than you knew was possible.

It's impossible not to, you paint her insides with what must be the largest single load you've ever had.
She lets out a loud, long howl, something you've never heard her do before.
You collapse onto her, both of you breathing heavily.
A massive grin creeps across your face knowing that everyone at camp knows exactly what is happening.
After a minute or so of laying like this, you take your hand to the side of her head while still holding one of her hands, and begin to gently rub her.
At the same time you move your head beside hers and whisper to her: "I love you."
You sit up and admire your handy work.
She is strewn out, twitching ever so slightly, besides that hardly moving out of exhaustion.
Her mind is clearly scrambled. She couldn't spit out a full sentence even if she wanted to talk.
It only strikes you just now, but you can't help but notice just how beautiful she looks in the light of the moon.
You lay down beside her, partly on top of her, and she wraps her arm around you. You rub her head idly until you both fall asleep.