Diminutive, stacked and cute, marvelous Quinn Rain phones her dad during the time that she watches a hired hand work on her daddy’s boat in the back yard. Daddy can not acquire home in time to pay Peter for the job so Quinn offers to handle that. Turned on, this babe too crave to handle the boat ladies man.
Quinn goes to see him. Clothed in a hawt, form-fitting outfit and high heels, Quinn saunters over to him. The fat redhead has some upper deck that this babe carries high in her tight top. This babe invites Peter into the abode. Quinn’s body language is love a blinking neon sign. When they go inside, Quinn is bonkers to jump on the boat man’s mainsail.
Peter steps back. He’s afraid of her daddy catching him grinding his daughter. Quinn persists. She won’t take no for an answer. She has to have her way with his hardon. Telling him that her daddy is not coming back and that she’s paying him for his work changes Peter’s mind. That guy not merely acquires the cash, that man acquires the vixen.
“I do not receive sex often enough,” says Quinn, something that’s stiff to believe. “I have too many fetishes to talk about but I love being a sub. My much loved position hands-down is doggie. I adore it when a lady-killer is pumping me doggy style and flogging me, my face buried in a pillow.”