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>>153437bourger"Shucks. I'll keep an eye out then." She digs a little more intently, her fetlocks now covered with grains of silt.
>>153437Silver looks at the brown colt now.
"What about you, Caramel?"
>>153442"Do you want to join, or do something else?"
>>153444"The play? They said there were enough extras."
>>153443Amber finds a clamshell in the gravel
>>153445"And learning about sea monsters?"
>>153445She picks up the clamshell with her mouth, not minding the grit, and puts it aside before resuming.
>>153447"It is what they are reading about, right Mint?"
>>153448Roll die [1d20 = 10] >>153449"I don't know. I've stayed away since the big one came."
>>153450I guess I roll every time.
[1d20 = 1] >>153451Amber moves aside a set of rocks to unearth a crab that grabs onto her leg, just above her hoof
>>153450"You can join if you want. I promise, Mala is very friendly."
>>153452In a panic she shakes her foreleg in the air, yelling,
"Owowowowowow!" >>153453Caramel Glaze walks around, and sits down nearby, keeping an eye on Mala and keeping Silver between Mala and himself.
>>153454Mustard Trim immediately comes over
"What is it?" He laughs, and then tries to stifle the laugh as he walks over.
He tries to help bat the crab off, if that is remotely close to possible with how Amber slings her foreleg around.
>>153455waits >>153456Amber continues to panic and shouts,
"It won't come off!" The decent-sized crustacean has latched onto her like a snake, it could be a matter of life or death!
>>153457Oh noes
Mustard Trim must surely have understood there would come a time that his role and value as a protector would be tested. That long-dreaded time has arrived.
He bats at the fiendish crustacean with his forehoof
[1d20+1 = (18+1) = 19] >>153457>>153459He hits the crab, dislodging it from Amber’s forehoof and sending it lying into the ocean.
Unfortunately, Amber is not unscathed, as a small amount of blood seeps out through her fur. A very small amount, mind you, but more than none.
>>153459>>153460"Ow!" she cries out, as the crab is finally released and flies through the air. She turns to Mustard and says,
"Thank you," before sucking on the wound with her mouth. Shortly after she blushes and remarks,
"The crabs are bigger here." >>153462He comes up to her, and unless she resists firmly, he takes her hoof, holds it up, and attempts to look at the wound, moving her fur out of the way.
“Wow. He got you.” He says
“Yeah, these are quite a bit bigger than they are back in Blackwater. I wonder if this one is feeding off any of the stuff dumped in the bay, or maybe North Point.”
>>153464She doesn't resist, letting him inspect her. It's a small and shallow puncture wound, but the surrounding fur is muddy and ought to be cleaned off.
"At first I thought it might've been a snake, then I'd have cause to worry. It just caught me by surprise, that's all." >>153427He Kisses Her Deeply, as he lines up his tip with her lips.
>>153465He continues to hold up her hoof. He looks over to the ocean water, but evidently decides against it.
"Maybe you should clean it in one of those buildings."
Then he smiles
"Sure scared you though."
>>153466She is ready for him, opening up
The lips on her mouth close on his
>>153469"Oh well, it was a silly idea anyway. I'm glad to have come here regardless." She picks up the clam shell with her mouth and clambers back into the nook.
>>153467He Thrusts in Slowly as He continues to kiss Her
>>153470"I'm glad to as well."
It's a little harder to get over the railing to go in than to go out, and the cut irritates her in the process. Mustard Trim climbs over the railing as well, and starts up the path.
>>153471She receives him, and Dark Star can feel her warm, wet grasp start to push against him. She kisses him, almost sucking in air through his mouth.
>>153472The whole ridiculous situation makes her laugh as she goes up the stairs and path.
>>153473Mustard Trim also starts to laugh as he walks up the stairs. Whether he knows why is harder to say
>>153475"Not here" he says
"The water movement is too strong. There are better places for swimming elsewhere" He says
"And it's cold."
The wind is rather strong here, with wind blowing parallel to the shoreline. Both ponies are likely a little wetter from the ocean spray.
>>153472He Thrust Forward into her more, as he moans and groans as his member is Grasped Tightly
>>153477She lets go for a moment, letting him ease further in, Then she tries to clamp down on him further. Cool air moves along Dark Star's back, along with a chill, whether from the ceiling fan, an open window, or even her own wings blowing air upon him. She presses her hind legs down, thrusting her lower body a little closer to his, then pulling back in her own reciprocating motion.
>>153478"Well, let's go into this diner here." And the two presumably move in.
>>153479Amber follows him into the diner, looking around.
>>153479He Kisses Her Neck as he Begins To Thrust in a Rhythm
>>153480It's not a diner in a traditional sense, more of a proper restaurant, with wooden walls and tables. There are not many ponies, nor is it large. But there are some.
>>153481She begins to moan lightly with an "umph" each time he trusts in. She continues pushing herself up and into him in movements of her own, sometimes up and down as well as in and out. She lets her muzzle move to the side of his head, and she keeps her left foreleg over his shoulder, as the right foreleg falls to her side.
>>153456Silver reads/listens along to the book with the group.
>>153482She looks, or asks, for a bathroom to wash up in. Presumably there are also empty tables available.
>>153482He wraps His forelegs around her shoulders, Holding Her as He Picks up Speed with his thrusting
>>153484Yes, in the back. And yes.
>>153483He starts to talk about the colossal octopus, an incredibly large creature that can wrap its tentacles around ships.
>>153485"Ah!" She tries to hold back sound, but doesn't entirely succeed, and closes her mouth. Her stifled moans are almost like a whine.
She places both forelegs over him, and tries to hold onto him. Lower, she continues to try to thrust with him, and attempts to clamp onto him with her vaginal walls in rhythmic motion, though she is too slow to match his increasing speed