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Prudence@Wolf
Date: 7/18/2016, Categories: Interracial Sex, Author: perry47, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
her long blond hair. She tilted her head as she brushed in languid, deliberately soothing strokes, pulling out the highlights that shone brightly under the artificial lighting of the small chandelier dangling from the ceiling. Imagine having a chandelier in your bedroom! Imagine having one in your prison cell, the ambassador’s wife thought then. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. There were circles under her eyes. It was hardly surprising, considering the strain she had undergone when she was pulled from the train and f***ed to ride the long way to Whitelaw under the barrel of a gun! She pouted into the mirror, wondering if she had time to change into her nightgown before anyone came for the dishes. She needed badly to go to bed. It was not so much that she felt terribly tired, but she certainly looked it! Deciding that there was no way of knowing under these circumstances when it was safe to dress and undress, Prudence stripped down to her waist, critically appraising the rest of her body, the warm full tits that swelled out like ripe cream-white honeydew melons, the nipples large and a dark rose color, setting off the lightness of her ivory skin. Her fleecy blond hair hung down below her tits, and her eyes looked as blue as the summer sky as the light caught them. Suddenly, studying her own fragility, Prudence wondered if it was merely sexual attraction that lured her to the captain or whether she sought the security of the older man, the paternal love that her ... father had hidden from her behind a wall of principles just as her husband did. Wolf was an expressive man! She peeled off the rest of her clothing and pulled her nightgown out of her bag. It was her pink one, her very favorite, she thought, slipping into it and turning once again to the mirror to get a full view. She looked like a little girl in one sense, and yet the lines were long accentuating her little waist, which tapered so gracefully into the widely angling hips. She turned and from the new direction noticed how the gown nipped invitingly up under her ripely thrusting tits, the scanty pink material revealing the shadow of her dark puckered nipples. Oh God! Whether she wanted Douglas or… or Wolf, she needed her husband! She needed to get laid! Maybe under these extreme circumstances, he could bring her to orgasm with his cock… if he didn’t turn her off first! She had almost forgotten the door until she turned and saw Wolf looking at her somberly, obviously taking in the sheerness of her pink nightgown. She blushed, realizing that she had forgotten all about getting her wrapper out of the bag and that her tits were clearly visible, also the stiffened, rosy nipples. She lowered her eyes. There was nothing she could think of to say, and that one silent admission was all the Head of State needed! Quickly he strode over to her and enfolded the trembling young woman in his strong arms. Her delicate perfume filled his senses as he buried his head into her soft, fleecy, blond ...