Ashli Orion

The unexpected Christmas present arrived on the day my father escorted me to a specialist. I initially presumed the doctor would help determine if I had conceived from the encounters with various dark-skinned partners, but I was mistaken. The incessant arguments with my dad led him to believe that seeking professional advice would resolve our conflicts.
Initially uninterested, the session took a turn when I was introduced to a massive black male genital organ. While my father protested, the doctor insisted on his presence to facilitate our reconciliation. Indifferent to my father's discomfort, I eagerly welcomed the opportunity to pleasure the rigid black phallus.
Before long, my face was buried in his substantial scrotum as his ebony member grazed my tonsils. The copious saliva intensified the penetration as my father grimaced and nearly retched. It was evident that I wasn't a novice in interracial encounters, demonstrating my familiarity with handling such a substantial ebony shaft.
Eagerly, I complied as Rico was permitted to release his load down my throat. At least, for the time being, my father can rest assured that he won't be grandfather to a biracial child.