You were in no position to quench the metaphorical "thirst" with literal starvation.Devi doesn't seem to know that, however, because she furrows her c...te little brows and takes on as authoritative a tone as she can manage. "Just being around you might cause behavioral changes that are unnatural and unethical... at least in women who would react to such pheromones," she adds with something akin to pride. Gay, gay pride. "The same goes for men who would find you attractive, though whether or not. "Let's not talk about this shit! Okay?" he said. "Besides, I was planning on inviting you out to my parents for Christmas." I'm kind of hesitant about going," she replied. "Now that you told me your father is a racist." He's a bigot, not a racist." What's the difference?" she wipe her pussy with a tissue."A racist hates anyone of another race. He dreams of harming or killing them. A bigot doesn't believe that. My dad is comfortable if he doesn't have to see or deal with people who aren't white.. I moan again and say."Please!" She slowly works a finger into my hole and I moan louder, her middle finger gently kneading my clit as her finger moves in and out of me. She then inserts another finger. Her other hand smacks my ass and I yelp at the surprise and moan at the pleasure. I do not even realize that I have moved my knees up and am on all fours as she finger fucks me from behind. Just then, I feel her thumb rub up against my asshole. My pussy clenches at this strange feeling but I do. I gently rubbed her soft skin, and moved to her hard nipple. As I caressed and rubbed, she closed her eyes and took her lower lip between her teeth, a low moan coming from her throat. My hand trailed down the front of her suit, and I toyed with the fabric at her upper thigh... I could feel the heat under her suit, and slipped my fingers beneath the edge. I touched her thick pubic hair, and moved my hand further, how warm and soft she was. Her eyes where still closed, and when my fingers entered.