”Qui-ihit! Hah-it hurts ahahahaha!” She stops bucking her hind leg out of fear of kicking your face. The courtesy isn’t lost on you and you finally cease your ministrations. A final massive wave of laughter slowly escapes her body leaving her breathless. You relax against the bed while still keeping control of her two hooves. She looks over at you with a heavy-breathing grin and wild eyes. Her mane was a frazzled, cosmopolitan mess.