Okay…so much for that. You throw your hands up in surrender and she leans in again to undo the remaining buttons with her teeth. Apparently she wanted the satisfaction of disrobing you herself. Crazy mare probably thought of it as a challenge or something. Without your distraction she finishes quickly and all remaining buttons remain sewn. You slide your arms out from your shirt and barely have time to toss it aside before her muzzle goes to your crotch.