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03/15/12(Thu)20:21 No.612686>>612566 >you're nervous. Not just because of the implied closeness, but you're not all too sure of her aim. >she starts slow, working the tip into your mouth after an unpleasant eye poke >then, confident in her aim, her head begins to bob back and fourth >you have to use your tongue to make sure things line up right, since the distance between mouths isn't enough to get a proper grip with hands, to say nothing of hooves >Slowly she works out a rhythm, and begins getting closer...and closer >then your lips touch, accidentally for sure, being as brief as it was >your face grows hot, and her ears flatten in embarrassment...until a smile plays across her face >She motions to try again, and you two assume the position >this time she's much more aggressive, and you're sure a dentist somewhere is equally horrified and proud. >Closer and closer she draws, your lips tingling with expectation of the oncoming contact >and then finally your lips meet >You wake up in the hospital, having choked on a toothbrush wedged halfway down your throat. |