Rarity slid down his much larger body, until she felt something hard betwixt her nethers. Her hind legs dangled around his waist, while her forehooves were curled underneath her and on his stomach. Rarity pushed her sopping wet marehood against Atchmon's erect member. Her winking organ teased and caressed his shaft, painting it with her juices. Rarity sighed in pleasure as Atchmon's cock twitched in response to her touch. Rarity stopped and locked eyes with him, as an idea came to mind. 