"Never!" I gasped, scandalized. "My parents would never let me do that!"
She put her hoof down, determined, flipping on her shades. "It's time to pop your cherry, Octy."
"Did you see how big it was?" Vinyl gushed.
"It was huge!" I giggled.
"So long and thick!"
"And creamy," I shuddered. "It got all over my face!"
"Oh, I know, I had to lick it off you. It was so sticky too!"
"I can't believe you swallowed that entire thing down your throat! I didn't think I could take it all in!"
Passing ponies walking on the sidewalk stared at us, their minds working to put two and two together. Mothers covered their foals' virgin ears.