	Dash’s oily feathers smudge the mirror as her spread wings shudder across its glass surface. Her lower half is curled into your face, a firm grip keeps her hind legs to either side of your head as you lavishly entertain her sloppy marebits with some cunnilingus. Her torso is curled downwards and her forelegs grip her knees to artificially boost her flexibility; letting her lap up the mess of semen that stuck to her fur and teats. The sounds of her oral finesse combine with yours as her hot, labored breath adds to the stuffy atmosphere between her legs, causing another bead of sweat to break on your brow. 