I started fucking my cock into Becky's mouth again as I ran the panties through her crotch. As you might imagine, Becky was exceedingly wet, and I tra...sferred as much of her juices as I could onto the panties. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and Becky said, "Don't you like the way I blow you? You don't have to touch her like that! I can satisfy you. Leave her alone, please!"I got up and walked over to where Jamie was thrashing and screaming. "You make a lot of noise," I growled. "Maybe that. . 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, stock, victuals and children pass through the female to females. If we. “Let me ask you something, Nurse Hitchens. If you cheated on your boyfriend or husband or fiance or girlfriend, fiancee, or wife ... would you think him or her justified in taking out their pain and anger on your private parts? Would you accept as justice or retribution the cutting up of your genitals, whether your clit, your labia, or any other part of your vulva? Or would that perhaps come across as severe overkill, sadism, and a criminal assault?” I went for the jugular there.I could tell. " In fact, I think I would," Quint responded, and sat up on her desk. He took his cock in his hand and began stroking. The room was now silent, everybody was watching Quint masturbate. He curled his beautiful toes as he continued jerking. I could feel my own erection returning, despite having just gotten off with Hunter and Jeff in the locker room. Quint's face contorted into a grimace as the pleasure overcame him. He grunted and shot ropes of jizz all over his chest and stomach. The class.