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“Surprise…” purred the earthen mare, a light blush complimenting her freckles. “Ah hope ya like what ya see, sugar.”  
Yeah, you were surprised. Based on the swelling in your loins, however, the surprise was in no manner unpleasant.  
Day in, day out you had made a living under the roof of this mare’s farmstead, amongst some of the most honest people, pony or otherwise, you had ever met. The stoicism and calm content that radiated off Big Macintosh; the deluge of youthful joy and wanderlust of the filly, Applebloom. The surprising nimbleness and wisdom that Granny Smith always managed to impart. Yes, you had grown to enjoy the company of each of them…but none more than the saddle-baring mare before you.  
You had been stricken with her when you had first met her, that tough, pretty mare you knew as Applejack. Her mane was like a field of wheat swaying like an ocean of gold in the breeze; her smile like the rising of the sun on the morn of a beautiful summer. Her work ethic, earnest disposition and outright rustic beauty had played your human heart like a fiddle.  
She lay with her backside to you, head turned to allow her emerald eyes to gaze into yours. Her withers were adorned with an intricately engraved saddle, connected by the reins to a wooden bit. A leather bridle adorned her head, with square blinders on the upper sides of it. Glancing back towards yourself, your eyes were snared by sight of her plot, round and fertile. Its thick curves stretched the image of the three apples cross her plump, delicious rump.  
Applejack’s smile widened ever so slightly, shifting her body to allow a ripple of muscle beneath the layer of fat in her rump to jiggle her cheeks as she drew in her bit. With a gesture of her dock, she flagged her tail, making your lower regions fully stand erect before the sight of her plush anus and vulva. A slow trickle of glistening fluid dripped from her nether regions into a damp spot between her hind legs.  
“You’ve been a sweet thing to me. Ah guess…ah’ve gotten mighty sweet on you, too. It’s…well, it’s not particularly that time of the season, but ah was hoping y’all could help out a farm girl like me with an itch. Ah got a nasty one, y’see…” Applejack wiggled her backside again as you fumbled for your zipper, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly into a coy look. “…and I’ve noticed how much y’seem to like staring at mah bum all day while we work. Can’t say it’s proper, but I’m not opposed to takin’ you there if’n yer up fer the task of fucking me wild, sugar.”