213 World Tour

Beatrix slid down Damien's cock until he hit the back of her throat. She popped back up and looked at him. He chuckled. "Suck as you go deep, baby. Suck and use your tongue. I promise you're not going to hurt me as long as you don't use your teeth. Suck me and lick my cock. Take me as deep as you can, over and over again." 

Obeying, Beatrix worked slowly, steadily gaining speed as she learned how to breathe through her nose with Damien's thick cock gliding across her tongue and filling her throat over and over again.

Her eyes rolled back as she used her whole body, rolling and moving until she could slide further down his cock. She used her hand to cover the rest. Damien groaned. 

"Just like that. Such a good girl. Rhys, she earned your cock," Damien panted. "Don't you stop, Beatrix. You don't get to stop until you come, do you hear me?"

She nodded, his cock still in her mouth.