Kylee Reese

Man, I've been chasin' all that thick black cock, and Dad's totally over it. Yeah, I crash at his pad and he foots the bills, but I'm 18—my pussy, my rules! He scraped up cash to drag me to Dr. Harvard, thinkin' it'd fix me. Ha, joke's on him—the doc's cure? A solid 12 inches of Jack Napier's monster black meat. Dad tried yankin' me outta there, but he chickened out, scared I'd bail or Jack'd whoop his ass. Whatever, with the old man watchin' close, I wrapped my lips around that fat black pole, suckin' like a pro. Jack couldn't strip me quick enough, slidin' his fire-hydrant dick right between my thighs, stretchin' me wide. Dad's pathetic groans nearly killed the vibe, but damn, nothin' beat that hot cum explosion floodin' my womb. If I'm poppin' out a black baby in nine months, Daddy's gonna lose his shit!