At some point you become aware of the inconvenient fact that saunas don’t just start on their own. Someone had lit the coals. And realistically, there were two options as to who that someone was. A raucous moan from your pegasus snaps your attention back to what really matters, and the concern fades away. Deep, full thrusts into her feverish body chip at the lurking libido that had been at the forefront of her mind for far too long. Overdue for more relief, Dash squirms and groans and throws her hips back into yours just so she could feel responsible for the funny faces you were making. 