Olivia Winters & Sara Minor

I shook like a frightened animal. First scene ever, and I learned fast what 'fucked' really means. The company had sold it to me as a gentle interracial debut; they lied. Olivia Winters arrived and I felt safe for half a second, then she flipped and came at me like a hand ready to crush whatever was fragile in my face. She fed me twelve inches of black strap-on until my jaw clicked, kept barking corrections while tears streamed down my cheeks. When the same shaft drove into my cunt from behind, fist locked in my hair, I finally stopped pretending this was only work. Halfway through the take I quit fighting it and turned into exactly what she wanted: another white bitch begging for Black cock, greedy, loud, past redemption.