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Deep, faster. I started with the latter first, running my tongue up her faster, faster… Two long swipes, starting the get the metallic, slightly sweet tang on my tongue as I went. Each time I did, I could sense the rising tension in her entire body. I figure I’d need to learn to interpret that kind of body language, it would probably be an important component of my job. So I paid attention, watching the rise and fall of her chest, the slight hitch as my tongue flicked over her nub, the slight shiver as I started to push in a little bit.
	Deeper was next, after all. I let my tongue push in a bit harder, splitting the lower lips just a touch and getting a flood that tangy, slightly sweet taste, the taste of her fluids as they started to glisten across her lips. I found myself getting caught up in it. One of my hoof came to rest on her flank as I angled my head to get a better, pushing in further until my snout was beginning to push inside of her. My neck was going to be sore for hours, but it was all worth it. With my hoof where it was, I began to learn to gauge her every action. The slightest motion as she breathed, the shudders, the shifts as she moved. With a bit more practice I could probably use it as a barometer to figure out whatever she was feeling.
	More and more I fell into the task until it became a touch more mechanical. Adjust, lick, gauge reaction. Adjust, lick, gauge reaction. It was… fun. The stress was so much lower than the rocky start where I was basically kidnapped, and I got to have sex with Celestia. And she seemed to be enjoying herself too. It was remarkable how sensitive she was. I had wondered if after a thousand years everything just faded into a blur and everything would be boring, but she was clearly restraining herself from kick, muscles in her thighs tensing powerfully.
	Eventually, she made it known, and with a brilliant yellow glow, I found myself encapsulate in the gentle warm pulse of her magic. I was surprised with how careful it was… A lot of unicorns had no such delicacy, and the touch of their magic was almost grating or came with a painful pressure to it.
	“You have performed excellently,” Celestia said, slowly standing up. There was a definite shakiness to it, and I had to resist the urge to be a bit smug. She moved to stand over me while the magic carefully shifted my position until I was on my back and my limbs were carefully spread out. So consumed by my pussy-eating had I been that I hadn’t even noticed the absurd amount of arousal that had filtered in, leaving my ringed cock straining against the magical constraints around it and leaving my head flaring. A drop of pre-cum was glistening at the top, and I was definitely as hard as I’ve ever been, almost painfully so.
	“Now,” she said. “For the final phase of your first performance, I will happily take control,” she said, and slowly lowered herself down. The magic enfolding my cock twitched and carefully ordered me until she finally came down to take it deep inside of her.