At two years of age she got all of the adorable gene, since her mother is a piece of work. She was an entertainer in Vegas for a few years, and yes by...entertainer I do mean "hooker." But I digress.Wife and I went on a weekend trip and the oldest asked to stay at our apartment for the weekend. I was against it and told the wife about my misgivings and she pouted for the rest of the day, Anyway, we come home from our trip and she is there sitting on the couch. Wife and I went and had a beer (or. “But there aren’t any slaves anymore”“You know that white racists owned Blacks for centuries. They captured them in Africa, brought them over in filthy slave ships, whipped them, branded them, raped their daughters, sold them!! The only way that we white sluts can truly make reparations to the Black race is to become the property of a Black man. Isn’t it only fair? Since whites owned Blacks for centuries, isn’t it only fair that Blacks own white sluts like us?”That last part made sense to. By now, my fingers were soaking wet and I was wishing it was his hard throbbing cock pumping into me instead of my fingers. But his voice was so sexy on the phone that i felt my body start to shudder and my legs got weak as I could feel a huge orgasm building up inside of me.. He started talking faster and my breathing got heavier, and the wonderful wet sensations vibrating off of my pussy made my body so weak I couldn't even talk. I thrust my fingers even deeper into my pussy, faster and. There's the body language kind that everyone has and uses, then there's the kind I have which I still have no clue in how it works. Anyway, what the girls had learned to tune into was my body language, and I admit in the beginning I had been faking every bit of it. But I quickly found I was doing it automatically, and by this time I would have had to concentrate to stop.Even in the dark like that, all four of them knew I was getting horny, almost as if they too were telepathic. They all thought.