Her hips begin to slowly gyrate on their own accord and her tail lifts subconsciously. Any sex fluid that escaped went undetected between your flushed crotches. Her mouth pauses on your chin to plant a few kisses leading up to your bottom lip. You’re slightly disappointed when she stops her advance before you got to kiss her back. Luckily she wasn’t in the mood to tease and at the first hint of need she quenches your thirst. Her tongue fans out in wide arcs across your lips, moistening them with her intoxicating flavor. She readjusts her hooves and resumes your treatment up the opposite side of your jaw, leaving you with the musty scent of her cooling saliva across your mouth. 