Rarity and Anon 1/2 Person

her striking blue eyes have that ability to hold anyone, almost no indication that she's using her magic to wrap her silky purple hair from the base to the tip.

"just relax and let me do this darling" she says

a light flick from her tounge and she begins, slowly at first, to stroke that oddly encapsulated bulge. cool to start and warm to return as she inhales and pulls her hair, then quietly exhales while pushing forward

slowly pacing herself is one way she shows dominace in a pleasing manner. this isn't so much a work of bliss as it is a resemblance to tempering a sword. and the urge to release is tormenting and addicting now. release. rel-

what just happened? the silky enwrapment released at the sudden wave of warmth and moisture. refocusing to see that Rarity has, in fact engulfed the entirety

"mmmm~"

she closes her eyes as this moment begins to last eons

Rarity slowly opens her eyes. those beautiful blue eyes are nearly distracting enough to not notice the amount of pull she's making as she slowly slides her mouth away, ending with a 'pop'

"maybe tonight we can pick this up again" she muses as she begins to turn to walk away

"or not!" quickly adding

in a flash her tail wraps itself from the tip to the balls and begins stroking hard and fast. the sudden show of force is enough to last only a few minutes as Rarity gasps at the thick streams coloring her backside.

"oh. how. DARE! YOU!"

turning around she stares bemused at the culprit to this unseemly mess

"i'm going to need to you to be a little more courteous to a lady's appearance" she says, poking the underside with her nose. the lifting motion brings new motivation as a sly smile slowly spreads over Rarity's face

Redoubling her efforts when she started, the hair wrap is now tighter and squeezes when thrusting away. a deep inhale brings a spine tingling chill while a slow exhale creates a frustrating warmth.

Rarity wants it now. with a determined look she begins massaging the scrotum, using her magic to tingle and search anything and everything to get what she wants. as the end begins to bear itself Rarity starts to twist and envelop with her tounge. jerking, slapping, pulling, sucking, searching..

"i want IT NOW" she rasps

and with a sharp jolt and growling moan Rarity gets what she wants. she moans as thick ropy streams blast into her mouth and cover her face. it seems that a little  magic was able to milk just enough to satisfy her.

this time