..When your wife does real prostitute duties, it is rare or impossible for the husband to watch those duties being done. All those other guys are work...ng on their own fantasies. Directly or indirectly, they are paying for the services. And entertaining the boyfriend, fiancee or spouse is not on their list.That is why I could only hear of most encounters, or get the rare extra photo that was given to my wife. I became used to dropping off the wife for work, and usually picking her up. In between. Scores of nobles, ministers, and generals attended the grand occasion of eating, drinking, and wenching that lasted for several days. While the king celebrated with his men, his Queen held a feast for the wives of the nobles, ministers, and generals and the women of the King's harem, although without the debauchery. On the seventh day of the banquet, Xerxes, drunk with wine, ordered seven of his eunuch-chamberlains to summon Queen Vashti to come before him and his guests."Tell the Queen that. His hands eased Heather's legs apart. “I want your cock Dylan.” Heather arched her back and looked towards him Dylan's fingers slid along Heather's pussy, gathering her wetness which he coated on her clit as he stroked it. He continued stroking her needy pussy as he rose to his feet, leaning over her to kiss her neck. “Oh yes, that...that feels amazing.” The sound of a zipper opening sent a shiver of anticipation down Heather's spine. She felt Dylan's hands stroking her between her legs. A hard. This stork me when my mother said her last words to take care of my sister and that was the time I made my mind to “Make her mine”.She never got to know how I hugged her to feel her swells against my body. She was that naive. I remember how I would sleep with her hugged, her petite frame under me and she never complained. She was emotionally devastated. And those acts made me more obsessed with her. I would beat off the boys loitering around her that were why she always thought herself to be.