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It was a warm summers day, the birds where chirping in the trees and you could not be more happier. You where going to see your mare friend pinkie pie, she had been working all day and you wanted to take her to the park for a relaxing picnic diner. When you got there she was working behind the counter serving a nice blue and yellow mane mare. You saw this opportunity to crouch down and seek around the counter.

Now it might seem a little weird but ever since you became sexually active you been addicted to the sent of a mares flower. You where able to get pass them and got behind the counter with out a problem, and you zoned in on your target pinkies plot. From the first day you saw her you knew that you loved that plot of hers it was so soft, so warm, so plump and some times if your lucky so sweaty. That was one thing she had over a lot of mares he sweat tasted like salty bubble gum and you loved it. In your haze you failed to notice that the mare she was talking to left and pinkie pie was alone, time to go in for the kill.