Suddenly remembering she still needs to dry off, you pluck her fore hoof from your chest and rub her leg down. You move to the other leg, then her chest. Productivity is good. Keep doing that. Her enticing scent was even more potent around her spectrum mane. A hot breath skips across your ear as she moves farther around to the back of your jaw, “Dash th-that’s a b-bit distracting.” Her tongue shoots out and dabs the outside of your ear canal, giving you a very loud sample of a licking sound and leaving a supremely distracting wet spot.