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Knowing you're at your limit, you pull yourself back in your seat, your hand helping encourage her mouth off of your twitching prick. Twilight looks surprised, and then triply so when the first spurt of your thick, hot cum splatters powerfully into her cheek. You grin, grabbing your dick and jerking it, ensuring that you give her every last bit of cum you have to give her. More heavy jets of the stuff rocket forth, the second plastering itself over the bridge of her nose, and the third creating a white streak to join the pink one in her fringe. You bring your hips forward after that, wanting to make sure that pretty face catches even your dribbles. As it turns out though, you've still got plenty more of the stuff coming, Twilight having brought you to what surely must be the biggest orgasm of your life. Spurt after spurt of your seed shoots from your pulsing cockhead, staining her pink lips and pinker cheeks with your sticky spunk. A thick rope of the stuff hangs from her forehead, and another from her chin. Despite your efforts, you're pretty sure some has dribbled down to stain her apron, too.

"Uhh, wow. That was a lot."

She verbally observes the state of her face with an almost neutral tone of voice, although you don't miss the hint of a grin that creeps onto her cumstained features. Then she crawls out from under the table, standing back beside it where she started. Most of your cum still marking her cute face.

"Umm, can I go clean myself up now, Master?"
"Give me a second."
"Yeah, okay."

You sit and admire your handiwork. It turns out geeky blushy purple-haired pony-girls look even better with a thick load all over their face. Especially if it's yours.

"How about now?"

You nod, and your princess maid turns with a flourish, her heels clopping along the wooden floor. How appropriate. You start to come down from your the high of your orgasm, dress yourself, and tuck into some cake while you wait. It's a little while later when the clopping returns.

"Master?"

Twilight sits herself down next to you, her thigh just barely pressing against yours. In a lot of ways, sitting with her like this feels even more intimate than what she just did for you under the table. Especially when she takes your hand.

"Thanks. That was pretty fun."
"Shall we do it again sometime?"

She blushes at the fresh thought of going down on you, but now you know just how kinky she can be when she gets past it.

"Yes, Master."

Oh yeah. You're definitely coming back!