Hazel pushed the others aside gently but firmly, her eyes locked on Damian's throbbing cock.
"My turn," she murmured, kneeling between his legs.
She gripped the base with one hand, steadying it, then opened wide and sank down. Her lips stretched around his girth as she took him deep, her throat relaxing to swallow him whole.
The head bumped the back of her mouth, and she pushed further, gagging slightly but not stopping until her nose pressed into his pubic hair. She held there, her throat muscles contracting around him, milking his length.
Damian gasped, his hands flying to her head, fingers tangling in her hair. Hazel began to move, pulling up slowly until only the tip remained in her mouth, then plunging back down with force. She set a relentless pace, her head bobbing furiously, saliva dripping down his balls with each deep descent. Her tongue pressed flat against the underside, rubbing the vein as she sucked hard, creating a vacuum that made his cock pulse.
