She began to move on when she noticed a cup on one of the tables. A golden colored chalice with precious stove inlaid around the surface.The king's cu....She paled. Who would be drinking from the king's cup? He will be furious. If he ever finds out. Quietly with some haste she crossed the hall to retrieve the chalice and put it away for safekeeping. She carefully picked it up, noting it still half full of some noxious potion. She poured it into another cup on the table and prepared to beat a. I gently stroked her pussy lips and she winced a little as I parted them and let a finger settle on her clit. I could feel it was still swollen and clearly sensitive as she gasped and sucked in a deep breath. I asked her if she wanted me to stop. “No baby, it’s nice, just be gentle with me.”I gently massed her pussy lips and slowly hooked my middle finger into her love hole. I fingered her gently until I felt the wetness change from soapy water to her pussy juice then began run my finger the. "She never has. She just stops taking your calls, won't even acknowledge you're alive. If someone asks about you she'll pretend she's never heard of you. If she sees you again she'll greet you like a stranger. Yeah, she's sick and twisted but I don't know what to do about it. Believe me I wanted to tell you and I really planned to do it when you came back on Monday, but then you showed up." I just don't understand," I sighed. The numbness was wearing off to be replaced by a mixture of rage,. God how I wanted to witness her being used and abused by men just like this. Jackie was always happy and willing to let me take pictures of her both sexy and hardcore. These though were for my eyes only and not to be shared. We had taken lots. Of course I should never even have considered it but inevitably I had become a member of some of these sites, and, after posting many comments on message boards where others had posted pictures of their wives, my desire got the better of me and I posted.