We Love Each Other Very Much
Love Each Other Very Much
Treehouse. Twilight is studying books. The books are interesting, she thinks. Very interesting. Then, Rarity comes into the treehouse, very tired and tired.
“Ohhh, Twilight! It’s dreadful!” Rarity exclaimed. Twilight looked up from her books, intrigued by what was bothering her friend.
“Why Rarity! What seems to be the matter?” asked Twilight. She was concerned. She was. Rarity came closer to her friend, who could feel her hot breath ruffling her fur.
“Why I’m in heat, and I can’t seem to figure out how to tame it. Darling,” Rarity told Twilight, both now blushing.
Twilight laid a hoof on Rarities face, both now blushing. “I can fix that,” Twilight stammered, as their lips locked into a kiss. The two mares stood their reveling in their body heats mixing together.
They slowly worked their way up the steps, making their way to the bed, up the steps. The two pounced on the bed, smiling and giggling at the sudden events that were happening. Both were blushing.
Rarity started first. On top of Twilight, her kisses slowly made their way lower down Twi’s body. Lower, lower…
“Ahhh!” screamed Twilight. Rarity had struck gold. The tongue whipped across the meat flaps as Twilight playfully played with Rarity’s mane. The ecstasy in the air was incredible, and both were blushing. Furiously.
Living life was hard. Times were difficult, and overall, time was sad. Very sad. And these ponies were some of the saddest to be sad. Now, the sadness no longer affected the sad ponies, as sadness melted away with not-sadness, or… happiness.
“Rarity, I’m-” A hoof rose up to Twilights face, which was blushing.
“Now now darling, could you hold it in just for me?” asked the non-sadness pony. The other sadness-non pony nodded. And then, Rarity gently shoved her hoof up Twilights pink mouth. Glorious it was, they thought. Glorious.
The contented ponies’ groans joined together, leading to a merry chorus. The elated ponies reveled in this upbeat moment. That’s when...surprise.
Spike layed a claw on Rarities Pirate Booty, grinning. Both of the mares looked at him gasping, all in good fun. It was fun.
“Spike?” both of them smiled a smile at him, which he reciprocated by smiling an even more smile smile to them.
“Hey gals, mind if I join in?” Spike asked in a tone of guy.
“Well, Spike, do you want to join?”
“Can I join?”
“Do you want to join?”
“Can I join?”
“Do you want to j-”
“Yes”
“...yay.”
Spike joined in the ecstatic atmosphere fuck. Glorious! It was. Spike thrust his TRUSTY member inside Rarities pink, vibrating garage.
Oh, the times to be had! The enjoy feeling the three were having was like no other. Oh, the time! What life. But what is life? It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages. Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you. There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness. Wacky.
“Well,” Spike suggested, “shall we change it up?”
Bot of the girls looked at each other. Delight. “Spike”, Rarity cooed, “do you want to switch it up?”
“Yes.”
“Yay, glorious time!”
Spike now layed down on his back, in ecstasy, as both of the beautiful mares licked his chode, both of them blushing.
As Spike stared, the abyss stared back. “Ahh!” he said. Very scary. But, two beautiful ponies were licking his chode! His chum bucket was getting thoroughly glazed. There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
Out the window, Applejack stood. “Whoa, they crazy!”
Bach in the bedroom, happiness. Great, everypony thought. What fun! It was magical, happiness in the air. The happiness was very contagious, which made Spike think about the futility of life, the fact that all die without knowing if they made an impact, of if anybody cared. If anypony stared at you as you died, and even thought about it later. As if the memory of your existence was wiped from all memories, because you didn’t do a goddamn thing. Nothing you did made a difference. Your life was wasted, and your the only reason. Cause you didnt give a shit. Look at you now, you pussy. Rotting away behind your so call “aspirarions”, blind to the fact that all of this is futile. Go ahead, live a life that means nothing, be another brick in the wall, a speck in the sand. Die.
Spike pushed away these silly thoughts. “Wow, my schlong is feeling like a millions bits!” Both of the mares giggled on the phallus. Love.
The blowjob was wet, sloppy, nice, and glorious. The nice pecker pecked Rarity’s throat. What time! Rarity gagged, but for only a second. So it was ok.
Twilight giggled at Spike, who let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “What ho, girls! This feels great!”
Rarity came up from choking on the massive dragon dong. “I hope so, Spikey-Wikey!”
“That’s what you call me.”
“It is.”
“Shows how precious and close we are.”
“It does.”
“It’s the nickname that shows we are close.”
“Yes.”
“Same characters.”
“We are.”
“We have fun.”
“But of course.” They were characters. Glorious.
The bed rocked back and forth as Rarity now mounted Spike, a momentous statue of the love the three felt for each other. Twilight now kissed Rarity in ecstasy, reveling in the moments. All were blushing.
The sky looked beautiful, Spike thought. For a massacre. A massacre of feelings, that is.
“Be g-gentle,” Rarity told Spike. He was.
“You’re the best little brother, Spike.” Twilight squeaked this out. Spike liked that.
Out the window, Applejack stood. “Whoa, they crazy!”
Back in the library, love was being made. Ebing mounted, all Spike could do was put his claws on his face. Twilight now began kissing Spike, and both mares squirted. “Woah!”
That scene was wacky, and it stained the bed. It smelled, but all liked the smell.
Out the window, Applejack stood. “Whoa, they crazy!”
Spike was very happy, as he let his claw travel up Twilights cheek, exploring it;s soft surface area. He felt great pleasure from this, and he became aroused even more so. “Rarity, I’m-”
Suprise.
Spike accidentally came inside prematurely, causing both of the mares to stare at him with wide eyes. Spike stared back. Abyss. But this time, it wasnt scary. It was nice.
As he finished his load from his massive johnson, he sat back on the bed. “Groovy.”
Rarity unmounted herself off of Spike, and stared at the dragon. “Spike, I think I’m in…”
Spike caressed Rarity’s cheek. “It’s ok babe. Me and my wood will help.”
Twilight came up, blushing. “I’ll help too.” The three began giggling in happiness and ecstasy. What ho!
Spike picked up a camera very suddenly. “Hey guys, what's popping! It’s Spike with another CRAAAZZZY VLOG. You won’t BELEIVE what just happened! Check it, I got my girl pregnant. Wacky! And me and my boss, also my sister, will raise it with us. Can you believe it? Cause I cant! Now, if you want to see more crazy content like this, please subscribe and like this video, you’ll be doing me a huge favor! I'll be doing a quick giveaway too! All you need to do is subscribe, and comment, “Congrats on the baby, Spike!” and then you'll be entered in the raffle for a NEW ICRYSTAL? That’s right guys, you heard me! So dont miss out, and comment!”
The three stared at each other and said, “Wow! We love each other very much!”
Out the window, Applejack stood. “Whoa, they crazy!”
We Love Each Other Very Much
We Love Each Other- Raritizzle Edition
Treehouse. Twilight is studyin books. Da books is interesting, dat dunkadelic hoe thinks. Straight-up interesting. Then, Raritizzle comes tha fuck into tha treehouse, straight-up chillaxed n' tired.
“Ohhh, Twilight son! It’s dreadful!” Raritizzle exclaimed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Twilight looked up from her books, intrigued by what tha fuck was botherin her playa.
“Why Raritizzle dawwwwg! What seems ta be tha matter?” axed Twilight. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was concerned. Biatch was. Raritizzle came closer ta her playa, whoz ass could feel her bangin' breath rufflin her fur.
“Why I’m up in heat, n' I can’t seem ta git into how tha fuck ta tame dat shit. Darling,” Raritizzle holla'd at Twilight, both now blushing.
Twilight laid a hoof on Raritizzles face, both now blushing. “I can fix that,” Twilight stammered, as they lips locked tha fuck into a kiss. Da two mares stood they revelin up in they body heats mixin together.
They slowly hit dat shiznit they way up tha steps, makin they way ta tha bed, up tha steps. Da two pounced on tha bed, smilin n' gigglin all up in tha sudden events dat was happening. Both was blushing.
Raritizzle started first. On top of Twilight, her kisses slowly made they way lower down Twi’s body. Lower, lower…
“Ahhh!” screamed Twilight. Raritizzle had struck gold. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da tongue whipped across tha meat flaps as Twilight playfully played wit Rarity’s mane. Da ecstasy up in tha air was incredible, n' both was blushing. Furiously.
Livin game was hard. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Times was difficult, n' overall, time was sad. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Straight-up sad. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! And these ponies was a shitload of tha saddest ta be sad. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Now, tha sadnizz no longer affected tha fucked up ponies, as sadnizz melted away wit not-sadness, or… happiness.
“Rarity, I’m-” A hoof rose up ta Twilights face, which was blushing.
“Now now darling, could you hold it up in just fo' me son?” axed tha non-sadnizz pony. Da other sadness-non pony nodded. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! And then, Raritizzle gently shoved her hoof up Twilights pink grill. Glorious it was, they thought. Glorious.
Da contented ponies’ groans joined together, leadin ta a merry chorus. Da elated ponies reveled up in dis upbeat moment. That’s when...surprise.
Spike layed a cold-ass lil claw on Raritizzles Pirate Booty, grinning. Both of tha mares looked at his ass gasping, all up in phat fun. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Dat shiznit was fun.
“Spike?” both of dem smiled a smile at him, which he reciprocated by smilin a even mo' smile smile ta dem wild-ass muthafuckas.
“Yo gals, mind if I join in?” Spike axed up in a tone of muthafucka.
“Well, Spike, do you wanna join?”
“Can I join?”
“Do you wanna join?”
“Can I join?”
“Do you wanna j-”
“Yes”
“...yay.”
Spike joined up in tha ecstatic atmosphere fuck. Glorious muthafucka! It was. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Spike thrust his TRUSTY member inside Raritizzles pink, vibratin garage.
Oh, tha times ta be had hommie! Da trip off feelin tha three was havin was like no other n' shit. Oh, tha time biaaatch! What game. But what tha fuck is game, biatch? It aint a lack of ludd yo, but a lack of thang dat make unaiiight marriages. Whoever fights monstas should peep ta it dat up in tha process da ruffneck do not become a monsta n' shiznit fo' realz. And if you gaze long enough tha fuck into a abyss, tha abyss will gaze back tha fuck into you, biatch. There be always some madnizz up in love. But there be also always some reason up in madness. Wacky.
“Well,” Spike suggested, “shall we chizzle it up?”
Bot of tha hoes looked at each other n' shit. Delight. “Spike”, Raritizzle cooed, “do you wanna switch it up?”
“Yes yes y'all.”
“Yay, glorious time!”
Spike now layed down on his back, up in ecstasy, as both of tha dope mares licked his chode, both of dem blushing.
As Spike stared, tha abyss stared back. “Ahh!” da perved-out muthafucka holla'd. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Straight-up freaky. But, two dope ponies was lickin his chode biaaatch! His chum bucket was gettin thoroughly glazed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! There be always some madnizz up in love. But there be also always some reason up in madness.
Out tha window, Applejack stood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! “Whoa, they crazy!”
Bach up in tha bedroom, happiness. Great, everypony thought. What fun! Dat shiznit was magical, happinizz up in tha air. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Da happinizz was straight-up contagious, which made Spike be thinkin bout tha futilitizzle of game, tha fact dat all take a thugged-out dirtnap without knowin if they made a impact, of if anybody cared. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! If anypony stared at you as you died, n' even thought bout it later n' shiznit fo' realz. As if tha memory of yo' existence was wiped from all memories, cuz you didn’t do a goddamn thang. Nothang you did done cooked up a gangbangin' finger-lickin' difference. Yo crazy-ass game was wasted, n' yo' tha only reason. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Cause you didnt give a gangbangin' finger-lickin' dirty-ass shit. Look at you now, you pussaaaaay. Rottin away behind yo' so call “aspirarions”, blind ta tha fact dat all of dis is futile. Go ahead, live a game dat means nothing, be another brick up in tha wall, a speck up in tha sand. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Die.
Spike pushed away these wack-ass thoughts, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. “Fuck dat shit, mah schlong is feelin like a millions bits!” Both of tha mares giggled on tha phallus. Love.
Da blowjob was wet, sloppy, sick, n' glorious. Da sick pecker pecked Rarity’s throat. What time biaaatch! Raritizzle gagged yo, but fo' only a second. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! So dat shiznit was ok.
Twilight giggled at Spike, whoz ass let up a funky-ass breath da ruffneck didn’t know da thug was holding. “What ho, girls muthafucka! This feels pimped out!”
Raritizzle came up from chokin on tha massive dragon dong. “I hope so, Spikey-Wikey!”
“That’s what tha fuck you call mah dirty ass.”
“It is.”
“Shows how tha fuck precious n' close we are.”
“It do.”
“It’s tha nickname dat shows we is close.”
“Yes yes y'all.”
“Same characters.”
“We are.”
“Our thugged-out asses have fun.”
“But of course.” They was characters. Glorious.
Da bed rocked back n' forth as Raritizzle now mounted Spike, a momentous statue of tha ludd tha three felt fo' each other n' shit. Twilight now busted Raritizzle up in ecstasy, revelin up in tha moments fo' realz. All was blushing.
Da sky looked dope, Spike thought. For a massacre fo' realz. A massacre of vibe, dat is.
“Be g-gentle,” Raritizzle holla'd at Spike yo. Dude was.
“You’re tha dopest lil brother, Spike.” Twilight squeaked dis out. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Spike was horny bout that.
Out tha window, Applejack stood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! “Whoa, they crazy!”
Back up in tha library, ludd was bein made. Ebin mounted, all Spike could do was put his claws on his wild lil' face. Twilight now fuckin started humpin' Spike, n' both mares squirted. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This type'a shiznit happens all tha time. “Woah!”
That scene was wacky, n' it stained tha bed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Well shiiiit, it smelled yo, but all was horny bout tha smell.
Out tha window, Applejack stood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! “Whoa, they crazy!”
Spike was straight-up happy, as he let his claw travel up Twilights cheek, explorin it;s soft surface area yo. Dude felt pimped out pleasure from this, n' his thugged-out lil' punk-ass became aroused even mo' so. “Rarity, I’m-”
Suprise.
Spike accidentally came inside prematurely, causin both of tha mares ta stare at his ass wit wide eyes. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Spike stared back fo' realz. Abyss. But dis time, it wasnt freaky. Dat shiznit was sick.
As he finished his fuckin load from his crazy-ass massive johnson, da perved-out muthafucka sat back on tha bed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! “Groovy.”
Raritizzle unmounted her muthafuckin ass off of Spike, n' stared all up in tha dragon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. “Spike, I be thinkin I’m in…”
Spike caressed Rarity’s cheek. “It’s aiiight babe. Me n' mah wood will help.”
Twilight came up, blushing. “I’ll help like a muthafucka.” Da three fuckin started gigglin up in happinizz n' ecstasy. What ho!
Spike picked up a cold-ass lil camera straight-up suddenly. “Yo muthafuckas, whatz popping! It’s Spike wit another CRAAAZZZY VLOG. Yo ass won’t BELEIVE what tha fuck just happened hommie! Peep it, I gots mah hoe pregnant. Wacky dawwwwg! And mah crazy ass n' mah boss, also mah sister, will raise it wit us. Yo ass betta believe it, biatch? Cause I cant son! Now, if you wanna peep mo' wild-ass content like this, please subscribe n' like dis vizzle, you’ll be bustin me a big-ass favor playa! I be bout ta be bustin a quick giveaway too! All you need ta do is subscribe, n' comment, “Congrats on tha baby, Spike!” n' then you gonna be entered up in tha raffle fo' a NEW ICRYSTAL, biatch? That’s right muthafuckas, you heard mah crazy ass biaaatch! So dont miss out, n' comment!”
Da three stared at each other n' holla'd, “Fuck dis shiznit son! We ludd each other straight-up much!”
Out tha window, Applejack stood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! “Whoa, they crazy!”
