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I want Pinkie Pie to lick my face.
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Spread cake frosting on it.
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>>29015307
I want Pinkie Pie to lick my dick.
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>>29015307
i want to lick her face, her neck, her tummy, her butt...
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You're welcome, OP.
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Careful what you wish for...She's going to lick a whole lot more than your face
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Resistance is futile...
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>>29015433
I'm not into vore, so why do I want to dive down that throat?
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>>29015850
>As the mammoth pink pony shakes the building, you slide closer and closer to the gaping moist cavern.
>As her warm breath washes over you, her gigantic tongue quivers in anticipation of finding you.
>Your foot makes contact, and the tongue rears up with a squelching sound, as though poised to strike.
>Desperately you roll to one side as the muscular appendage slaps wetly onto the floor.
>You find that the desk you've rolled up against is bolted to the floor for some reason, and you hang on like grim death.
>Pinkie's huge tongue retracts, and her voice fills the space as the building shakes some more.
>"You can't hide from me forever!"
>Again, her mouth appears at the shattered window and opens like the sally port of a gigantic, fleshy castle.
>Like a conquering army, her tongue issues forth once more, sweeping back and forth in search of her prey.
>Something warm and wet smacks into your back and momentarily retreats.
>It quickly returns as the moist tip of her tongue deftly flicks up beneath you, the huge muscle wrapping itself snugly about your form.
>Sensing triumph, the gigantic pony tugs at you once, twice, and finally dislodges your trip on the third pull.
>You feel the warm wet flesh pressed against you quiver in anticipation and triumph, as you are drawn towards her eagerly awaiting maw...>"Tag, you're it, Nonny!"
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