Your hand moves down to swipe the inside of her soaked thigh, and you bring it to your nose, then your mouth. It carried a sharper tang—a strange cross between detergent and chlorine, and it tasted like very tangy milk. Nothing but natural product of a young, healthy, horny pegasus mare. Your actions prove what you’ve known all along and Dash finally musters the courage to meet your eyes. You seize the moment and pull her hoof away to bring your mouth to hers. The taste and smell of your lips assured her that it wasn't what she initially feared. And with your lover back in high spirits, it was time to finish what you started.