I want to kiss Cloud Kicker.
I want to scritch Cloud Kicker's ears.
I want to rub Cloud Kicker's tummy.
I want Cloud Kicker to carry me while flying.
I want to cuddle Cloud Kicker as her pretty wings are wrapped around me.
I want to hold Cloud Kicker's flanks.
I want to lay my head on Cloud Kicker's flanks.
I want to feel Cloud Kicker's soft coat against my skin.
I want to put my face into Cloud Kicker's chest fluff.
I want to put my face into Cloud Kicker's soft, blonde mane.
I want Cloud Kicker to flirt with me.
I want Cloud Kicker to molest me.
I want Cloud Kicker to sneak her hoof into my pants.
I want Cloud Kicker to caress my face with her tail.
I want to secretly lick Cloud Kicker's marepussy while she's talking to her mare friends about the typical mare stuff.
I want to publically lick Cloud Kicker's marepussy.
I want Cloud Kicker to lick my skin.
I want Cloud Kicker to bite me all over.
I want Cloud Kicker to fuck me.
I want Cloud Kicker to make me a father of her foals.
I want to have rough sex with Cloud Kicker on our wedding night.
I want to be Cloud Kicker's human plaything.
I want to kiss and cuddle with Cloud Kicker with her after a long, rough sex.
I want to rub Cloud Kicker's pregnant belly, having a lilac pegasus filly gestating inside of her, the history of my millions of years old hominid-only bloodline being interrupted by a magic pony.
She's such a pretty mare with a bright, warm snowpity. I love her.