"[color=ed145b]Don' you min' 'bout [i]her[/i] [b][u]HAN'SOME[/u][/b].."[/color] toyed Lily, continuing the pressure. [color=ed145b]"She just lookin' tuh see wut you got--- [i] .. SAME AS MEH....[/i]"[/color]

The two then laughed mischevously in unison, before Rose broke it with a cackled response.

[color=f7941d]"Don' Hog 'im tuh yaself, naow Lil' -- Save sum fuh meh!"[/color]

"[color=ed145b]You sure got a han'some beard fellah...[/color]" she cooed, as he reached out for her muzzle. 


This was a routine the two of them had well honed. They could tell this man had been worked over once before this way, the way he was responding to the pressure. Lily had no intention of letting it up either, this was a contest of skill now. Their dad HATED it when they did this, but the results spoke for themselves. They'd get a scolding that would have withstood the ages if he were here-- But he was not, and that meant it was ON.

[color=ed145b]"you go touchin' on mine, I migh' go touchin' on yours."[/color]