The Walk of Shame

With the source of the musk now back covered up, (and no visual cue heightening her promiscuity), Daria started to properly recover her faculties and realised the situation she was in. Gazing at the Stallion, she suddenly became very self-conscious of her exploits and blushed a deep red. In the tree no one could see her face and, high on her own hormones, she had freedom to simply enjoy the experience, but now that anonymity was gone and the hormonal trance faded. Blake looked on, mildly bemused, as the Doe moved to cover herself, clearly embarrassed at the tit job she had just given. As she quickly began to pick up her clothes, he took the opportunity to cast another glance at her tender rear, admiring its jiggle as the Doe hastily pulled up her skirt. Blake took note that in her haste she had left her skirt bunched up under her top, exposing her ass, something that went unnoticed by Daria. This gave Blake an excellent view of the Doe's behind as she hurriedly went off, eager to get home. Lost in the moment, she was nearly around the corner before Blake realised he should call out, alerting her to her exposure. Daria once again went a deep red, covered her ass, and disappeared down the street...