The Gift, Edward's Chapter 6, Part 5
"your mother loved us, edward. she thought of us as family, and she cared for us in a way that few humans would ever consider doing for a spirit that had changed their life so dramatically.
The Guardian's Chosen
If we have a son, i will raise him and tell him of his mother's love and dedication, protecting us each and every day.
One Off: Family Love
She reassured him with that motherly love radiating from her as she stared up at him. the warmth of his seed was almost as strong as the love she felt for him, and she didn't want him to lose himself to panic from their first time together.
Revitilization: Prologue
Rook giggled, lowered his eyes for a moment before he looked back up at her, "yeah, love you mom." "love you too sweetie, now go have a good day." she growled warmly and swished her tail again.
All Day Through
"your mom loves garlic!" he grinned, with his tail flapping about merrily. "wouldn't it be nice to surprise her with a big, nice juicy garlic-filled chicken?" justin threw his paws in the air.
Gypsy Curse #2
Suzie eagerly wiggled hir tongue inside hir mother's wet pussy folds, the more hir cock throbbed the more shi desired hir mother's love hole, shi was loosing control of hirself.
Baby Hunny
"mommy loves baby's bubble butt." she smiled, but hunter was still embarrassed. he wanted to believe that he had a lion butt too, even if most everything else on his body was a cub's.
Undertow : Prologue -- Chapter 4 - Anticipation
Still, mom loved doing it so i'd been biting my tongue. "you wanna help me untangle the lights and wrap them around the tree, khole?" mom asked. "sure! i'd love to."
Do you remember?
Does a mothers love stop on a certain birthday? when was the last time, do you remember? because i do.. i was six years old, i wrote a poem and you printed it out, you framed it and even took it to work and showed it off.. you made a big fuss over it.
A Story For Leena (Dawn Epilogue)
"i love you always...mommy loves you always...." leena smiled peacefully, "i love you always too daddy." "....could you do mommy and daddy a favor, sweetie?" "what daddy?"
The Artist’s Model
I knew more of nannies than i did of motherly love. i had no propensity for facts and figures. father found that out quickly. he tried to interest me in the business, but there was no point in trying to force the issue.
Night of the Dinosaurs
She looked at them with a motherly love. it wouldn't take her too much time to return, or at least it shouldn't. there was no way they would endure a whole day by themselves in such a cold cave and momma knew it.