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>>157149
Mustard Trim, however, looks more embarrassed. His ears go down when he hears the knocks. He pulls himself out of and off of Amber and stands up next to the couch. He tries to tend to the rags, and to wipe up the mess on Amber. He also tries to wipe the mess off of his hoof.
Mustard Trim, however, looks more embarrassed. His ears go down when he hears the knocks. He pulls himself out of and off of Amber and stands up next to the couch. He tries to tend to the rags, and to wipe up the mess on Amber. He also tries to wipe the mess off of his hoof.
>>157150
"Ooh!" She still lies on her back, forelegs folded, with a flushed grin on her face. Her skirt is bunched up around her upper torso, leaving her lower body exposed.
As for the mess…there's a lot. Another thick glob comes out of her lips and drips down. The hair on the inside of her rump's fissure is caked with his seed, while it also covers her anus, her dock, and part of her tail. Trying not to get it all over, she stays still and lets him clean her, watching him with an embarrassed smile.
"Ooh!" She still lies on her back, forelegs folded, with a flushed grin on her face. Her skirt is bunched up around her upper torso, leaving her lower body exposed.
As for the mess…there's a lot. Another thick glob comes out of her lips and drips down. The hair on the inside of her rump's fissure is caked with his seed, while it also covers her anus, her dock, and part of her tail. Trying not to get it all over, she stays still and lets him clean her, watching him with an embarrassed smile.
>>157151
Mustard Trim has an embarrassed look on his face as he wipes her vagina, wipes away by her anus, her dock, part of her tail, her rump... He reaches a rag down and wipes himself, then sees that there is something on the floor where he placed his hoof, then he turns the rags over to try to give an increased surface area... It's not pretty.
Mustard Trim has an embarrassed look on his face as he wipes her vagina, wipes away by her anus, her dock, part of her tail, her rump... He reaches a rag down and wipes himself, then sees that there is something on the floor where he placed his hoof, then he turns the rags over to try to give an increased surface area... It's not pretty.
>>157152
She twitches a little as he touches her. "It was very nice of Ms. Salt to let us do this."
One he's cleaned most of her, she carefully flips over to stand on the floor. Her tail remains outstretched away from her backside. "Would you like some help?"
She twitches a little as he touches her. "It was very nice of Ms. Salt to let us do this."
One he's cleaned most of her, she carefully flips over to stand on the floor. Her tail remains outstretched away from her backside. "Would you like some help?"
>>157153
"I still have to wonder if it was a trick of some kind."
He does smile, admiring her parts, and how it now gapes open. But he has to move on to clean up other things.
"Let's get cleaned up quickly. We need to get out of here. There are only two rags, and one of them was underneath you. The other is covered in mess."
"I still have to wonder if it was a trick of some kind."
He does smile, admiring her parts, and how it now gapes open. But he has to move on to clean up other things.
"Let's get cleaned up quickly. We need to get out of here. There are only two rags, and one of them was underneath you. The other is covered in mess."
>>157155
>>157156
Amber may believe her liaisons with her coworker to be harmless, while Mustard Trim fears consequences. Amber can, however, be sure that this little dishrag has suffered greatly from Amber's romance, as it is now thoroughly covered in her and Mustard's love, though it seems to have been tarnished by stains long prior to Mustard grabbing it. Mustard placed it well, for in its sacrifice, the couch has been saved.
>>157156
Amber may believe her liaisons with her coworker to be harmless, while Mustard Trim fears consequences. Amber can, however, be sure that this little dishrag has suffered greatly from Amber's romance, as it is now thoroughly covered in her and Mustard's love, though it seems to have been tarnished by stains long prior to Mustard grabbing it. Mustard placed it well, for in its sacrifice, the couch has been saved.
>>157157
Amber breathes a sigh of relief and folds it up and carries it. If there's a spot on the floor she'll try to clean it, but mainly she looks to throw away the messy towel.
Amber breathes a sigh of relief and folds it up and carries it. If there's a spot on the floor she'll try to clean it, but mainly she looks to throw away the messy towel.
>>157158
How an earth pony carries a used cumrag is perhaps an interesting topic for speculation.
There is a small spot of Amber on the armrest where Mustard tracked it with his hoof, another small spot on the floor where he stepped down, and two small spots on the floor where Mustard dripped. Not that much spillage, and hard to notice.
How an earth pony carries a used cumrag is perhaps an interesting topic for speculation.
There is a small spot of Amber on the armrest where Mustard tracked it with his hoof, another small spot on the floor where he stepped down, and two small spots on the floor where Mustard dripped. Not that much spillage, and hard to notice.
>>157159
Mustard may be disappointed to see that she doesn't let any of his wasted sperm touch her mouth, instead she carries the rag with a hoof and walks on three legs. Well, "walking" is a bit generous, as she very stiffly shuffles along, every movement still sending tingles. She spits on a cleaner side of the rag and tries getting rid of those spots.
"Ooh, that was so good…Mustard, how does my rear end look?" Her skirt is still bunched up over her back and she has her tail stick out straight behind her.
Mustard may be disappointed to see that she doesn't let any of his wasted sperm touch her mouth, instead she carries the rag with a hoof and walks on three legs. Well, "walking" is a bit generous, as she very stiffly shuffles along, every movement still sending tingles. She spits on a cleaner side of the rag and tries getting rid of those spots.
"Ooh, that was so good…Mustard, how does my rear end look?" Her skirt is still bunched up over her back and she has her tail stick out straight behind her.
>>157160
Mustard Trim has a number of emotions, and disappointment is not one. He carries his own rag in a similar manner and is clearly disgusted by it. He bends his head down to look at her rear, lingering for a bit longer than is really necessary
"Uh... your dress will hide that, but you might want to go to the bathroom."
Mustard Trim has a number of emotions, and disappointment is not one. He carries his own rag in a similar manner and is clearly disgusted by it. He bends his head down to look at her rear, lingering for a bit longer than is really necessary
"Uh... your dress will hide that, but you might want to go to the bathroom."
>>157161
"That's a good idea. Hopefully I can use the bathroom here." She drops her tail down and rears back suddenly to let down her skirt, then turns to leave.
"That's a good idea. Hopefully I can use the bathroom here." She drops her tail down and rears back suddenly to let down her skirt, then turns to leave.
>>157163
It's already been several minutes - well, probably two minutes - since the knock on the door. This hallway is distinct from the one that leads to the bathroom and kitchen, so Amber must walk all the way around the bar. (Unless she dares to cut through the kitchen).
It's already been several minutes - well, probably two minutes - since the knock on the door. This hallway is distinct from the one that leads to the bathroom and kitchen, so Amber must walk all the way around the bar. (Unless she dares to cut through the kitchen).
>>157164
Although the kitchen staff are hardly prudes, it would be highly embarrassing to cut through there at this point. She tries walking around the bar.
Although the kitchen staff are hardly prudes, it would be highly embarrassing to cut through there at this point. She tries walking around the bar.
>>157165
(Does Amber know the kitchen staff?)
Salt Mixer, who is going through the register, turns around to look at Amber as she walks out, smirking.
Mustard Trim follows a few pony lengths behind Amber in his own walk of shame, trying to keep his rag out of sight. He cannot make eye contact with Salt Mixer.
(Does Amber know the kitchen staff?)
Salt Mixer, who is going through the register, turns around to look at Amber as she walks out, smirking.
Mustard Trim follows a few pony lengths behind Amber in his own walk of shame, trying to keep his rag out of sight. He cannot make eye contact with Salt Mixer.
>>157166
Certainly not very well.
Amber makes eye contact with Salt Mixer, grinning bashfully at the older mare. Her hind legs still move rather stiffly, which along with the embarrassed look and the suspicious rags make it evident she's had a very good time.
Certainly not very well.
Amber makes eye contact with Salt Mixer, grinning bashfully at the older mare. Her hind legs still move rather stiffly, which along with the embarrassed look and the suspicious rags make it evident she's had a very good time.
>>157167
Salt Mixer’s grin shows more teeth in the back of the mouth than the front, and her light purple eyes show well under the bangs of her black mane. She watches the two as they go by. What tiny number of patrons remain are having their tabs closed, and are on the opposite side of the bar.
Salt Mixer’s grin shows more teeth in the back of the mouth than the front, and her light purple eyes show well under the bangs of her black mane. She watches the two as they go by. What tiny number of patrons remain are having their tabs closed, and are on the opposite side of the bar.
>>157168
Whether it's because Salt Mixer seems to be happy for the two of them, or because a stranger knows of their intimate encounter, Amber can't say, but she has a weird fuzzy feeling from all of it.
She enters the bathroom, keeping the door open for Mustard. What type of bathroom is it, large and segregated by sex or a more domestic style for one patron at a time?
Whether it's because Salt Mixer seems to be happy for the two of them, or because a stranger knows of their intimate encounter, Amber can't say, but she has a weird fuzzy feeling from all of it.
She enters the bathroom, keeping the door open for Mustard. What type of bathroom is it, large and segregated by sex or a more domestic style for one patron at a time?
>>157169
Segregated by sex. Two stalls in the girl’s bathroom.
Mustard has a “you can’t do that. That’s against the rules.” Response to being beckoned to follow her into the bathroom.
Segregated by sex. Two stalls in the girl’s bathroom.
Mustard has a “you can’t do that. That’s against the rules.” Response to being beckoned to follow her into the bathroom.
>>157172
"Nopony is in here. It's closing time. Plus, I'm a girl and I'm letting you in," she says softly.
"Nopony is in here. It's closing time. Plus, I'm a girl and I'm letting you in," she says softly.
>>157174
Amber throws away the rag and takes him into one of the stalls. She starts taking off her dress.
Amber throws away the rag and takes him into one of the stalls. She starts taking off her dress.
>>157176
"You don't want them to wipe off plates or counters with your…stuff, do you? It's only a rag." She leans upright against the stall's wall as she continues undoing the buttons on her dress. The yellow fur of her barrel gets revealed more and more.
"You don't want them to wipe off plates or counters with your…stuff, do you? It's only a rag." She leans upright against the stall's wall as she continues undoing the buttons on her dress. The yellow fur of her barrel gets revealed more and more.
>>157177
Presumably, he sits on the toilet. He watches her undress.
"They'll want another rag..."
Mustard is slowly starting to understand that Amber is not interested in talking right now
Presumably, he sits on the toilet. He watches her undress.
"They'll want another rag..."
Mustard is slowly starting to understand that Amber is not interested in talking right now
>>157178
"I can get them another one," she says.
Finally, she is able to pull off her dress and folds it as best as she can without a table, laying it on the back of the toilet. She is now completely naked with her belly facing him. "Do you want to clean up, or do you want to come to my place?"
"I can get them another one," she says.
Finally, she is able to pull off her dress and folds it as best as she can without a table, laying it on the back of the toilet. She is now completely naked with her belly facing him. "Do you want to clean up, or do you want to come to my place?"
>>157179
He looks down at her belly. He takes a moment to consider Amber's question.
"I wanted to go to your place..."
He looks down at her belly. He takes a moment to consider Amber's question.
"I wanted to go to your place..."
>>157180
She is standing on shaky legs, and her shallow teats low on her belly jiggle noticeably.
Hesitatingly, she asks, "At what time do you have to go to school tomorrow?"
She is standing on shaky legs, and her shallow teats low on her belly jiggle noticeably.
Hesitatingly, she asks, "At what time do you have to go to school tomorrow?"
>>157181
He does not make eye contact with her. Instead, his eyes are focused much lower
"8:00 AM" he says
He does not make eye contact with her. Instead, his eyes are focused much lower
"8:00 AM" he says
>>157186
"Uh." He takes a bit of toilet paper, and rubs it on her tail, then her dock. Then a different piece inside of her. It feels rather rough. Then another piece around her rump, trying to clean her off.
"Uh, I think that's what I can do. You may want to take a shower later though."
"Uh." He takes a bit of toilet paper, and rubs it on her tail, then her dock. Then a different piece inside of her. It feels rather rough. Then another piece around her rump, trying to clean her off.
"Uh, I think that's what I can do. You may want to take a shower later though."
>>157189
"Okay, let's go." For some reason she doesn't wear her dress–perhaps to save time–and carries it on her back. She leaves the stall, washes her hooves, and leaves the restroom.
"Okay, let's go." For some reason she doesn't wear her dress–perhaps to save time–and carries it on her back. She leaves the stall, washes her hooves, and leaves the restroom.
>>157190
As Amber walks out, she hears
"Have a good night" from Salt Mixer, and "Her coltfriend was on the wait staff from some unidentified source. At least that's what she thinks she hears.
Mustard follows, though with delay. He does not have the rag.
As Amber walks out, she hears
"Have a good night" from Salt Mixer, and "Her coltfriend was on the wait staff from some unidentified source. At least that's what she thinks she hears.
Mustard follows, though with delay. He does not have the rag.
>>157191
"Thank you!" she calls out to the bartender with a smile. She waits at the entrance for Mustard before leading him to her place.
Before leaving, she asks him, "Are you sure you can get home safely afterwards?"
"Thank you!" she calls out to the bartender with a smile. She waits at the entrance for Mustard before leading him to her place.
Before leaving, she asks him, "Are you sure you can get home safely afterwards?"
>>157193
She frowns. She wouldn't mind him staying over except for the fact he would get in serious trouble for it. "How about I walk you back then?"
She frowns. She wouldn't mind him staying over except for the fact he would get in serious trouble for it. "How about I walk you back then?"
>>157194
Salt Mixer watches them leave
He wags his tail.
"I can pay for a taxi either way" he says. "I don't get much in tips. But I get a little."
Salt Mixer watches them leave
He wags his tail.
"I can pay for a taxi either way" he says. "I don't get much in tips. But I get a little."
>>157195
Whatever Salt Mixer is thinking, Amber isn't much concerned about it. "No no no, you have to save your money…."
Whatever Salt Mixer is thinking, Amber isn't much concerned about it. "No no no, you have to save your money…."
>>157198
"I love being with you too, Mustard, but you have to be thinkin' about your future." She's already started trotting.
"I love being with you too, Mustard, but you have to be thinkin' about your future." She's already started trotting.
>>157199
He moves along more slowly
“Are the two exclusive?”
He asks this like he doesn’t know Amber’s answer
He moves along more slowly
“Are the two exclusive?”
He asks this like he doesn’t know Amber’s answer
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