Amy Quinn

My tank is always full when I go hunting for fresh prey. I encountered Amy Quinn and spun her a tale about being a photographer seeking new models. Amy fell for it while her man was absent.

She hesitated to undress in front of my camera as it clicked away. I assured her the photos would never be posted online, and in exchange, she offered her first time on camera with me. Amy had never experienced interracial intimacy before, evident when she struggled with my sizable ebony member.

I guided her through it as my camera captured her debut in interracial relations. I relished widening her horizons as I penetrated her from behind. Each thrust guaranteed her craving exceeded what her white lover could provide.

Watching her take me in was thrilling. Amy's tightness welcomed me, and watching her widen was a sight to behold. She bounced on me, urging me not to share our escapade online.

Our passionate encounter ended with me filling her up, snapping a photo as my essence overflowed from her. Despite having a man, her impending pregnancy was her issue.