The breathless pegasus struggles stay open, waiting for you to put an end to her torture by taking advantage of the rarely achieved breeding geometry. Luckily, she doesn’t have to wait long. A short reflection on your situation coaxes out the last of a few stubborn loads. The feelling forces you deeper, and Dash’s engorged vulva, having already swallowed your complete length, mush like heated marshmallows against your crotch.