Lotus squirted a liberal amount of body oil onto her front hooves and began massaging it into Rarity's fur, fondling her exposed neck, legs and backside. Familiar with the routine, the seamstress spread her hinds and elevated her croup, granting the skilled hooves better access to her inner thighs. An especially tender stroke coaxed an airy whimper from Rarity's parted lips, and before long, she was moaning aloud as Lotus shamelessly groped her lap through its spandex covering.