However, within a year it was stolen, and worse, all the evidence suggested it was one of his kin who did it. In a paranoid rage, he murdered all his ...sons one by one as he attempted to torture a confession from them, though no confession was ever forthcoming. The diamond was never recovered, and the Duke died without an heir, his line extinguished. It resurfaced a decade later in the collection of a rich silk merchant named Eonimier Lithwelian. The merchant refused to say how he got it, except. My hand crept up her thighs and hiked her short skirt up to her hips exposing her black silky panties. I spread her legs wider and inhaled her musky scent. My gawd she smelled so fucking good. I ran my tongue up and down her panty covered slit feeling the fabric begin to soak with her pussy juice. I pressed my face further in between her legs as she pressed her mound up further into my face begging me to take her. My fingers pulled aside her panties and gazed at her puffy shaven cunt lips. My first reaction had been one of terrible guilt, but then I remembered what he had been doing all weekend and how he had deceived me for so many months. My fear and guilt turned to anger. I silently crossed to the dresser, picked up my husband’s mobile phone – the one that had started the whole course of events – and handed it to him. “Read it!” I said coldly. “What?” “Read it, Tom!” He tapped in his password then looked at the message from Lisa that immediately appeared on the screen. “Oh. Not long ago my wife and I had a weekend away at a posh Hotel. We do this every so often away from the k**s to spice up our sex life and keep it interesting. Karen, my wife, packs all her sexy undies and toys and we take the camera and film ourselves at it. This always gets Karen going so I knew we”d have a good night. Karen has a good body with 36Ds and I love spunking over those big tits. On Saturday night Karen dressed herself up in her tight black dress with buttons all the way up the.