She nuzzles back to the other side again, a soft smile adorning her lips. Her muzzle tucks to prod at your testes and her two fuzzy ears pull tight to her nape in response to your masculine scent. She treats your organs with reverence; tender nudges portray more affection than wanton lust. Soft lips gently kiss each orb as if appreciative of the fact that they might someday hold the key to a foal of her very own. 