A few words on the mating rituals of mammals

"Let's start with mating rituals Miss Childers," you say softly, approaching her and seeing her bite her lower lip, her eyes glistening with excitement. "It seems to be something you're interested in. In many mammals the female, when in estrus, sends out clear signals that she is ready to be bred. Males can recognise a female in estrus by smell; she often secretes pheromones to show she's ready. Her genitals may become swollen and receptive, and she may show by a variety of behavioral signals that she is ready to mate. Does any of this seem familiar Miss Childers?"

"I think so Mr. Carter," she murmurs. She swallows and licks her lips, turning in her chair to face you, her knees parting.

"Some animals signal their readiness by changing their appearance, showing their openness to copulation, their eagerness to be bred. The female often adopts submissive behaviour, showing herself to be ****, offering herself to the male."

"Yes, I think I understand," she says softly, parting her thighs further and undoing another button of her blouse.

"For his part, and depending on species the male sometimes signifies his acceptance of the female's submission with aggression, seizing her, often biting or clawing her. In some ways it simulates the capture of prey, the subjugation of a victim about to be consumed."

Her breathing deepens as she looks up at you, a flush rising up her throat and colouring her pretty face. She licks her lips again, her eyes locked on yours, shining with excitement as she looks up at you. She parts her thighs wider, pulling her skirt up to display them fully, and you see that she has removed her panties, her mound decorated with a pretty landing strip of trimmed fur.

"It sounds a little scary Mr. Carter...exciting....but scary...."

"In some species, the female's genitalia changes colour when she is ready for mating. In almost all cases she becomes wet and open, ready to be claimed and penetrated by the male, eager to accept his seed in her fertile womb."

She parts her thighs wider still, one hand stroking her swollen labia, parting the folds to show you her glistening wetness. She's biting her lower lip harder, her breathing very deep, her eyes wanton and eager.

"I'm beginning to understand...I think...Mr. Carter...it's becoming clearer to me..." she murmurs as her eyes fall to the bulge in your pants, one hand opening another button of her blouse as her other continues to toy with her pussy. "When he's ready...ready to breed her...what then?"