Ah. . . there's truly nothing more relaxing than watching the moon wane beneath the clouds. .
. . .
Though, Luna has a feeling your attention is. . . elsewhere, (reader).
A pleased moan slipped through the confines of Derpy's lips, tail flicking about with glee as she felt Rarity's plump lips press against her plump ponut.
While grateful that the designer even indulged in such a perverse task, the mailmare wanted more. . .
@ditzymail Normally she wouldn’t consider. But it is indeed the season of giving and she was feeling exceptionally generous.
Her lips gently placed on her ponut, giving a little smooch followed by a small dive of her tongue inside.
“Happy Holidays, cutie.”