>It was no surprise that the barn was so empty and quiet at this time of day.
>The pigs were out in the field basking in mud and eating slop, the cows were staring off into nothingness...
>And here you were, standing in the corner of the barn, pants at your knees... jerking off in front of a young filly as she just *watched*.
>You hadn't gotten your rocks off in months since you landed here.
>You also haven't done anything nefarious since you landed here.
>So while you were here, why not introduce an innocent filly to the wonders of facials?
>Apple Bloom sat obediently but nervously on the hay floor, watching as your hand pumped back and forth against your "funny-looking pecker".
>She thought it was cool looking, but once you started playing with it, she wasn't all too interested in sticking around.
>But you were able to convince her. A couple chores here, some yummy candy there.
>And in return, you get to paint her face.
>It was clear in her eyes that she really didn't want this, or at the very least wasn't all too sure about it.
>But she didn't decide to just leave like that. Maybe she trusted you, or was scared that you'd get mad or in trouble.
>Of course, you didn't have anything up your sleeve. She could leave whenever she wanted, and you told her so.
>But she never did.
>What a good filly.
>You were attentive to Apple Bloom's various features, both cute and "promiscuous" in your eye:
>From her adorable oversized bow, to her boopable little button nose.
>From her stumpy little hooves to her spankable little butt.
>You focused a lot on her face and whatever parts of her butt you could see.
>You made it clear to her that you liked those parts best, even if she didn't realize it right away.
>Apple Bloom fidgeted shyly before you, occasionally rubbing her fore-hoof awkwardly.
>"A-Anon?" she asked softly. "We should probably get goin' soon... Applejack's gonna start wonderin' where we are, and... I just don't want ya to get in trouble... y'know?"
>You smiled and continued to pump your shaft.
"Don't worry," you tell her gently. "We won't get in trouble. I'm almost done, okay?"
>She gave you a little smile and nodded awkwardly.
>Not long after saying that, you felt yourself indeed getting close.
"Here, get a little closer," you whisper to Apple Bloom.
>The filly only scooches herself forward a couple inches.
>You close the gap a bit by walking forward a foot. Any closer and your cock would be in her mouth.
>Not that you were complaining, but baby steps.
"Can you lean your head forward a little for me?"
>You hear her give a quiet "mm-hmm" and slowly lean her head forward, closer to your aching shaft.
>The tip began to flare, and you were now jerking as hard as you could without making too much noise or moaning.
>It was coming, and it was hard to be quiet at all.
"C-Close your eyes," you shuddered. "Quick."
>Apple Bloom did as she told and immediately closed her eyes tightly.

>Just as she did, you felt yourself let go.
>Continuous ropes of thick, warm cum splashed onto Apple Bloom's face, landing on her muzzle, around her eyes, in her mane, and even all the way on her bow.
>She recoiled slightly from the feeling, and whatever cum missed her face landed on her tail and even her butt.
>Apple Bloom could only express a confused whimper, and it was the cutest thing.
>An extra thick jet landed on her cheek just for that.
>As you were cumming, you heard Applejack shout from outside, startling both you and Apple Bloom, who gasped through her nose while trying not to accidentally inhale cum.
>"Apple Bloom! Anon? Where did you varmints get to?"
>The filly continued to whimper underneath you, but all you could do was soothe her worries.
"Shh, shh, shh... It's okay..."
>Cum landed on one of her hooves, pooling onto the hay beneath her. Another string landed on her cutie mark.
>It wasn't long before you were spent, and all that was left before you was a cum-drenched filly; eyes closed, cheeks red, and nothing but little whimpers leaving her mouth.
"That's it... Good filly..."
>Good filly indeed.