>you can't help but admire how lucky you are
>Pinkie's hind legs and her plot are simply dangling over the edge of the counter
>the small apron she had donned flapped uselessly beneath
>you aren't even sure why she put it on unless it was to entice you
>judging from her cushioned rump giving eager jiggles, you figured that was the case
>her breath comes in pants as she watches you from over her shoulder
>the flour that decorated you both only added to the atmosphere
>"Come on~" she urges, hiking her tail up to give a nice presentation of her moist folds
>her elastic ponut was hidden between those cheeks, but you didn't mind
>a hand on each of her plump cheeks, you move in and grind the head of your length against her dripping, winking sex
>"Y-yeah! Right there! Put it in!" she says, almost shaking in anticipation
>"Cupcakes are baking, we got some time~" she encourages again
>without any more need, you push forward and sink right into those eager folds
>the both of you moan out as her inner muscles squeeze and grip you
>further and further, you push in and press flush, letting her wink around your member as you pat and squeeze her plump rear
>"Ohh..knead my dough~" she moans out, pressing back to you some
>you pull out all stops and hammer away at her bouncy body, making her rock along the counter repeatedly
>the soft sounds of your lap patting her rear and the wet slurps of you consistently penetrating her sound out in the kitchen
>each thrust feels as good as the last as you pound away, fucking the sugar charge pony deep and hard
>she's a tough girl, taking it all and wanting more as she groans and drools over the counter
>"More! Cream my pastry!" she calls out
>you aren't even sure why her dirty talk sounding so corny turned you on more
>before long, you're at your peak, moaning with her and panting hard as you draw close
>as you announce it, she begins yelling out more lewd sugar and confection sayings
>somehow, you're getting more turned on at her words
>you'll probably find it difficult to order at Sugar Cube Corner anymore without becoming erect
>devious, little thing
>she had probably wanted you to come into the store, ready to blow a wad from now on
>where that meant on treats or on her, it didn't matter anymore
>your hips slap harder as you lean over her and give a tug on her mane, making her scream in bliss
>you can hardly control yourself when you hear her moaning out, trying your best to just ride the line without going over
>”Way better..-unf- than a candy cane!” she exclaims, giving a bit of insight of her free time
>her body squirms wildly under you, lifting her hips some as she pants quickly
>”I..I..” she stutters out and looks back to you
>”F-fucking cum in me!” she blurts out and closes her eyes tight
>the ding from the egg timer goes in sync with her climax, having her mare hood grip you wildly as it tries milking you inside of her
>the first burst of your seed slings out, easily filling up that needy womb while the rest seem to follow and paint her from the inside
>every spurt makes you shudder, letting her pink, winking pussy draw out every drop as she groans
>before you know it, her head drops to the table and you lay over her, trying to get your legs working again
>it's a good few minutes before either of you can talk, those blue eyes glossed over and full of lust and that afterglow
>”I..I think the..c-cupcakes are..done..” she pants out and giggles
>you give her a kiss to her cheek and pat her cushy rear, agreeing and chuckling
>”Maybe..I'll let you do a little glazing soon..” she suggests and licks her lips
>best job ever..