From a man's perspective, it's like being invited to an ancient temple & allowed to partake in a sacred ritual that few men are ever allowed to see, M...stly because most men lack the love & respect for woman to even be able to find the damn door & too stupid to know how to turn the knob even when it stares them in the face. lt's made me feel like my own orgasms are totally insigicant to what she's able to feel & enjoy. l could just sit & enjoy seeing that for hours wishing l could trade places. I need another shower,” I smiled. “My workout was intense today.”“You want us to leave?”“No, I’m fine if you continue to work. As long as I don’t disturb you.”“You won’t Kerri. You go ahead.”My pussy was soaking and I could feel my juice running down my thigh. I had been ordered to strip naked and walk in the shower. My heart was beating like crazy as I walked into my bedroom. I had nowhere to hide; the wall had been removed.Juan and Victor were drinking their coffee as I fumbled in my lingerie. " Yes it was," Chuck replied. "But I'm glad I managed to succeed. I really wasn't sure the last time I was here that I'd be able to do that. But," he said, feeling proud, "I did it!"Jackie smiled, and then referred to some notes she had on her lap. For a few moments, neither said anything, as she leafed through the papers. Then, setting them aside, she said she wanted them to talk about what the two weeks had been like for him; and he went into as much detail as he could. As he did, Jackie sat. In death all of us are equal. ‘You speak of death as a misfortune, but fortune has nothing to do with it. Death is fated to us all. Not even the happiest or the luckiest of men can avoid death, and if they did, they would surely be called unhappy and unlucky. Imagine a deathless existence. Your eyes clouded white from cataracts, your body weak and infirm, your loved ones absent, your life miserable without hope of escape. ‘Death is the last and greatest gift given to mankind. When the pain.