Mike cupped the panties in his hands and raised the crotch up to his nose. He had thought many times of smelling the aroma of Annie's pussy, and after...10 years, this was going to be his chance. He inhaled, taking deep breaths, as her aroma filled his nose and blood now began filling his cock. His back was to the door, and his heart sank as he heard the sound of the door being unlocked. "What the fuck!" he thought to himself, as he threw the panties back into the corner where he had found them.. With the way all of us fuck everybody, I don't think anyone cares. So ... the women "own" everything except men's tools. Quit laughing! Well, we own those too, but that's not what I meant."The paraphernalia: the equipment, apparatus, or furnishing used doing mens activities ... hunting, fishing, saddlery, harvesting, planting ... stuff like that, belong to the male and he can designate who gets to keep it when he dies."Everything else belongs to, is owned by, the women: Houses, barns, lands,. The pressure of his fingers seemed to increase on her clitoris as he continued his method of pushing harder to get the speculum deep enough and lining it up.Rivka‘s fit abdominal muscles started involuntarily contracting, she raised her hips up and started fucking the long speculum as the doctor held it tight, driving it forward into her wanting body. She grit her teeth together hard and balled up her fists, barely breathing out of her nose. The orgasm she was experiencing was definitely the. Accidents happen you know; what are you going to tell your own children when they ask you about their grandmother. That you ignored her until the day you had to stand at her graveside?" But mother's not going to die." Of course she is, Kate, the same as I will one day. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but one day your mother won't be there anymore; the same as one day I won't be here anymore. We all have to go at sometime Kate ... and accidents happen all the time. Life is far too short to hold.