Reluctantly letting your hand leave her backside, you grabbed hold of your own shaft, still messy with your own cum, and kept it still as you pushed your hips forward, guiding the head to her lips, parting it as you teased the tip inside. "Real talker during sex, huh? Makes me wish your jaw got sore during the blowjob," you retorted, slipping the swollen mushroom cap of your prick slip further inside, rubbing it up and down to help loosen her folds. You'd be damned, for a horse-bug-monster that was about your size, she felt tight enough to be as small as all the other ponies... not that you'd been able to test that yet.