Look at him. Eating her out like that.
 
It should be me in that position, damn it.
 
angrily eats popcorn

She shivered at his touch on her rump. Her mystical aura was starting to break up; she was starving for attention.
 
She bowed her head below herself, looking back through her legs and his to his stallionhood. He was still mostly in his sheath.
 
Slightly frustrated, she brought will from her horn and magically prodded his head toward herself, pushing it into her panties. Immediately a sensation of wonderful pressure sprung from her rear, causing her hips to undulate mildly.
 
In a moment of strange philosophic clarity, the thought crossed her mind: happiness is a stallion’s face between your haunches.

@Princess_Molestia
 
Oh, I’m sure. I lay my hands on your cheeks gently caressing them

Just sit and watch the magic happen Trotsky.
 
Brings out tube of popcorn

…Maybe I could reconsider.
 
But what would I do?

I would hope so, she cooed with a voice soft as silk.

wha-why did you bump me with you-wait… there’s a wetness on my nose. I lick my nose getting a taste of the wet spot Oh… I see what’s going on here.
 

 
And I like it. :D

I heard pelvic!
 
Is there going to be thrusting involved?!

She couldn’t necessarily smell her own scent, but she knew that at this point it had to be strong.
 
She flexed her pelvic muscles, causing her lips to press momentarily against the fabric.
 
Then she lurched back and bumped his face with her crotch. She left a small patch of wetness on his muzzle, right over his nostrils. She giggled childishly.

I like them, they go quite well with your shoes and necklace-thingy.
 
Sniffs And they do smell nice, in fact… Leans in close to smell it more It’s quite entrancing.

…It wasn’t loaded anyway…

She took several steps backward, bringing her rear closer to Sixty’s face.
 
What do you think of my panties?

Also, you can do her, 64.
 
I’m not in the mood for Celly.

Rothy a gun is completely unnecessary unless that’s the way molly likes it of course

Chill, Rothy.
 
The pic is suggestive anyway.

OH my… um…
 
 
uh…
 
 
You want something Molly? You’re really looking at us intensely.

contemplates
 
You’re not really my type.

 
Do I have to personally supervise you people?

Unbeknownst to those watching, she likely wanted it more than they did. She hoped somepony would make a move soon, as it was only a matter of time before her vaginal moisture made contact with the fabric, producing a dark splotch that would give her away.
 
She continued to hold up her facade of feminine mystique as she looked back at them, smiling seductively.

^  
Wow, you use italics for dialog, but regular font for actions?
 
Huh. I didn’t know people did that.

Looks side to side slowly
 
What?

She wiggled her hips playfully, the bulging contour of her fleshy vulva clearly visible beneath the thin fabric of the panties.
 
C’mon, boys, she quipped softly, continuing to wiggle. I know you want this.