We were silent for while.“Not related,” I finally said. “It would be more normal that way. I think so, anyway. Right? It would be weird for two ...omen to get the same sperm donor.”Lara murmured in agreement. “Yeah. The other way is more normal. So, not related.”“Maybe our moms won’t like that, though.”“That’s too bad. We get some say in our story, I think.” Lara hopped up. “Come on, let’s go back and get warm again. I’m actually starting to feel the cold.”“Told you to wear ski pants.”She eyed me. [Won’t fuck her? HAH... , well, you be the judge]“But I remember they did strange things to me to make me perform as a “breeder livestock” to satisfy some weird women milkers who had long ears and needed me to fuck them constantly so they could transition unearthly. I just know they gave me this big penis and it did things that were unbelievable while fucking them.“Like I said, I really don’t like to recall my past. Sure there were good things to remember as well but the bad always rears its. I sucked this cock voraciously for five full minutes when I felt the familiar twitch of a cock about to unload. I clamped my mouth over the cock in anticipation of the oncoming spunk onslaught. He most certainly did not disappoint.The tangiest, spiciest hot spunk flooded my mouth in colossal spurts. Five strong spurts shot to the back of my throat with such force, that it was impossible to swallow the load. Some of his spunk was dribbling out of my mouth as I sucked the black cock almost. “Robbie?? Are you ok?” My mom asks, all attention on me.I cough up some more covering my mouth. “Yeah” I swallow hard “just wrong hole.”They seem to buy it; my sister has a wide grin. “What the hell you talking about!” I whisper angrily to her.“Mom might have been sleeping but I wasn’t!”I stare blankly down at the bowl, looking up at Diane. She’s too busy chatting away with my mom and Carla. Not even a sideway glance towards me. “Please don’t tell mom!”“Oh, I won’t little brother, or not so.