Choose Your Own Clopventure

You set your sights on Octavia. She’s a sophisticated mare, and she must have a reason for being at a bar like this.

She’s sitting at the end of the bar, so you walk over and get on the seat next to her. “Hey, looking for some company?”

Octavia smiles. “Thanks, I’m flattered, but what exactly did you have in mind?”

“How about we go to my place and eat each other out?”

“I’ve always wondered if you could play my pussy like a cello.”

“I can’t leave a pretty mare like you at a bar all alone, a less reputable stallion might start hitting on you.”

“You’d look great wrapped around my cock in my sex dungeon.”