Blair had always considered his brotherto be pure drake, more eagle than duck, as macho as a bird could get.If Kirk could be a transvesty, it meant th...t nothing was what it seemed.It meant that Blair was living in a world full of smoke and mirrors,where everyone was stumbling about, perpetually lost, even Kirk.It was important to Blair's security that Kirk remain what he had alwaysappeared to be - an average heterosexual kid, with nothing much in theway of looks, talent or skills to suggest. A mature black lady, wearing a sexy tight red dress, looked at us as we came in. Three more ladies arrived…After a long while, the black lady walked into the room. She introduced herself as Naomi, saying she would be the den mother for the night. She added that we would get sore for sure; since there we would found only huge black cocks ready to fuck all our holes. She hoped our pussies would be wet enough…She finally ordered us to strip; we would be naked, just wearing high heels, when we. With my ass in the air, I understood that it was time to get my birthday present: a nice and wild anal action…I felt a cold liquid sliding between my buttocks, up to my tight rear entrance. It made me shiver and moan in pleasure.Soon a thumb pressed into my rosebud, until it could get inside, passing my sphincter.When my rear hole was fully lubed and stretched, I felt his hand grabbing my hips and his hard cock entering my asshole.He started pumping my anus with some passion. When I cried. ”“Coincidence, you saw my drawing.”“Coincidence leading to curiosity for this cock hunter.” Helen half-smiled.“Curiosity satisfied. What’s your judgement?” In my head, I was screaming not to ask that question. I so feared the comparison she might make.Her eyes sparked as she said, “If I may paraphrase a comment you made earlier. I think you will always be good enough to satisfy me.”My heart pounding, I kissed her. A kiss full of warmth which she reciprocated.Darkness was closing in, so I said,.