The young black man thrusting behind her hand hold of her hips and was pulling back hard on them as he pounded her pussy as she came over and over aga...n, this was where she would usually be talking filth about how she loved big black cock but she was prevented from talking at all as the other black lad was fucking her mouth just as rigorously as his friend. He had her head in both hands as he thrust his cock balls deep into her mouth and throat, her eyes were watering and drool was hanging. But not as muchas...as..." Not as much as Elaine does?" I asked."Not that," Donna lowered her eyes. "Not as much as I get turned on byseeing my own brother feminized in panties!"She seemed overcome with shame at this confession. Instinctively, Icomforted her."Honestly, Donna, it's nothing to be ashamed of," I said. "You'veadmitted that you're partly lesbian -- an idea I find very interesting,by the way -- but I think part of you is also very heterosexual. Andvery passionate. So you created. That night I was extremely aroused as we had sex. When I could tell he was coming I had a massive climax. At the same time he said "oh crap!" I was confused but then he told me that the condom had broken. Apparently the depositing of his sperm in me was the cause of my intense climax.. I laughed telling him not to worry then proceeded to tell him that I couldn't have children explaining that my Ex and I had had unprotected sex for years. Still the rest of the week he continued to use condoms. Don’s younger brother is the very same way. One night not too long ago, Don and I had a great love-making session but, as great as it was, it didn’t really measure up to either of our expectations. “Remember when we used to spontaneously combust?” Don said as we lay naked in bed. “Yes, I do,” I admitted. I missed those days. Don said he felt the same way and he thought it was time for us to try and spice things up. Don’s idea was to swing. I was not a swinger. “My love can’t be shared,” I.