Long, straight, dark brown hair usually pulled back into a single braid. Brown eyes. Wears sensible, well worn but cared for boots, dark brown trouser... with large pockets on the thighs, a man’s button up beige shirt, and a black hat with curved-up sides and a small silver skull on the brim. She carries a large, custom firearm with three barrels slung at her right hip and a machete sheathed horizontally at the small of her back.Quinn: Jaqueline’s manservant. Obviously non-human. Has green skin. He was in control, and I was going to do whatever HE wanted. And he wanted me to take that hot load of Black Man cum in my mouth. He was grunting and breathing hard, and bucking that cock from my lips to my throat, slamming it against the back of my mouth, when I felt the first blast. With the size of the cock fucking my mouth, and the quantity of cum that hit my throat, there was simply no room left. I had to swallow, and fast. And that load was replaced immediately with another enormous. He was behind me, with an arm around my waist, pulling me into a spoon hug. At first I just froze. Then I gradually realized that he was sound asleep. He must have half woke up out on the couch and got into bed. I was in panties and a tee shirt and he was in boxers. Besides it's not like he was consciously trying to do anything so after a while I started to relax a little. That's when I noticed something pressing against my butt. At fifteen I wasn't totally innocent. I'd given a boy a hand job. Initially I heisted to accept it but I have a wish of tasting some wine which I shared with him. He opened the bottle and both of us had some. After some time I felt a pleasant feel, and I had some more. Now I am little fit I lost shyness and all. Both of us started to talk. Gradually that talk diverted to sex matters about my sex life and all, I told him openly how much I am dissatisfied in my sexual life. He came close to me and started to convince me .He asked me have u ever seen any porn.