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Velvet and Cadance’s tongues danced a pipping hot duet across Shining’s cock, tracing his pulsing veins before meeting lips and entwining tongues once more, making oral love atop his throbbing stallionhood. Just as their dance reached a fevered pitch, a third tongue joined in seamlessly. The way the third tongue ducked and swirled gracefully in concert with the other two was a feat born of experience and familiarity. Twilight Sparkle had snuck in at some point, with her Master, Night Light, grinning widely in tow. The family patriarch had a camera in his hooves, obviously intent on capturing their annual family portrait. He couldn’t have come in at a better time.