Pinkie Show.

Pinkie jumps into your line of sight. Her smile is abnormally big. "Wait, wait, that's not right, that doesn't turn on the clipy clopies, huh?"

She turns around, hiding her face for a moment, then turning back around with a seductive look on her face.

"Is that better? Oh, wait, you can't answer me, your not really here!"she broke out in a giggle, trying to contain herself.

She turned around and walked to the bed behind her, swishing her hips side to side with each slow step, peering over her shoulder with seductive eyes.

Once she reached the bed, she slid up onto the bed, laying on her side.

"Wait! I gotta get my toys!" She hopped up, bouncing over to her closet, pulling out a huge chest, it looked heavy.

She pulled a key out of her hair, and unlocked the chest.

It revealed  an almost over flowing pile of dildos, whips, lingerie, gags, hoof cuffs, collars, leashes, ropes, bottles of fake cum,  perfume, even fake shit.

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