her tortured pelvis to the bed and mercilessly fucking his tongue in and out of the salaciously gyrating well of her cunt. In desperation, Prudence Harper arched her loins up toward her black captain's face, the pleasure-pain of pre-orgasmic rhythms cracking nakedly over her now as he fucked deep into her throat, his prick swelling and his testicles flooding with the soon-to-be-released liquid of his lust. Her pale head thrashed out of control from one side to the other, taking with it the fucking cock of Captain Happy as she felt the first tinges of cum bristling around the hair-lined fringes of her pussy.
'Ah! Oh! Ah!' she intoned as the machine-like fucking of Happy's massive black cock held her head fast to the pillow as he sucked on her luridly exposed cunt. And she jerked more and more wildly as he intensified his efforts. The lewd copulations of the pair echoed into the silent room in timeless response to an archetypal lust.
'Aaaahhhhhh, my queeeeennnnn!' The Head of State moaned into her pussy, setting up excruciatingly lusty vibrations in her cunt, driving her even more wildly out of control than before, than ever before, better than it had ever been with Douglas, better than ever in their whole month's marriage! She struggled to tell the big man how good it was but could manage no more than a lewd moan of passion from under his invading, blood-engorged cock.
The captain was well aware that she was loving it. He could tell from the way her smooth white body twisted and jerked beneath him as she approached her climax. Tossing to and fro on the soft wide bed, her nakedly exposed, full-tittied body lurched and careened under him, bringing, along with her lusty ministrations to his buried prick fucking deep within her lewdly sucking mouth, his own orgasm to a violent head. His fingers pumped furiously inside her contracting and dilating cunt while his thumb pressured the hard nub of her clitoris as he begged her to suck him even harder.
'Harder, Prudence! Harderrrrrr! Suck me harderrrtrr!' And his little white queen did exactly that, her own lovely body quivering insanely under her lover's lurid finger-fucking. She was gasping for immediate release when suddenly it happened! The two of them, all at once, came together!
Prudence wailed, 'Aaaagggggghhh, I'm… I'm cuuummmmmiiinnnnnnggggg! Oh, oh, God! Captain Happy, keep going! Uuuuggghhh! Keep sucking my cunt! Keeeppp suuuckinggg!'
'Me, too!' he breathed heavily. 'I'm cummmiiinnnggg, tooo!' he groaned. His cry of delight echoed into her ears as he fucked into her, spurting his hotly geysering cum deep into the throat of his orgasming little prisoner. She took it all, swallowing quickly to keep herself from choking, sucking down between her elastic-taut lips the hot thick liquid semen as fast as it rushed out from his rapidly emptying testicles. Prudence writhed under his final vicious thrusts, the white-hot liquid gushing down her throat and the over-spill slipping down her chin from the corners of her mouth. She wiped it away with the back of her hand and then licked it off with her tongue as the big man's black shaft began to slacken just as her own climactic spasms reached their peak!
Prudence lurched backward into the sheets, her full young white tits dancing lewdly in the artificial light of the bedroom chandelier. Her fingers clutched at the covers in an ecstatic moment of blissful torture, her passion- drenched cunt contracting and dilating in alternate beats of orgasmic release. Her face flushed crimson with the effort of cumming, and it came so hard, cumming and cumming in a great blinding rush, her steaming pussy juices spilling into Captain Happy's mouth, her whole body vibrating under the frenzied manipulations of his expertly fucking fingers.
Her desire-lured secretions overflowed her tangled fleecy pubic hair and trickled down the quivering flesh of her spread-eagled thighs. The captain lapped at the warm whitish liquid, savoring the lovely white woman's tender taste as she succumbed to the final throes of orgasmic terror.
'Oooohhhhhh!' she moaned as the waves gradually subsided, the delicious warmth of relaxation overtaking the exquisite pain of the orgasm. 'Ooohhh, Caaaptaaaiiinnnnnn, wow!' she whispered as the last thrill vanished inside her and the big man gently lifted his softened black prick from out of her ravished mouth. Finally the last dying throbs left the young wife's blond body, and she was able to spread out her achingly tingling legs.
Now, the experience over, guilt began its insidious campaign. As Prudence watched the big black man quietly dress, she wondered where Douglas was and what she should do about the shameful thing she had just done. Should she tell him? He might be willing to believe that she had no choice in the matter, but she had! And the guilt of knowing this would haunt her all her life! She puffed the covers over her and turned away from him, unable to watch him, wanting only to solve the problem of her own guilt.
'Your husband is just across the hall, the door beside the red and white striped chair,' he offered.
Prudence turned back to stare at him in surprise. He said nothing more, only smiled in a patronizing way that angered her now. Ooohhh, he was hateful! He had gotten his way with her, and now he was going to play the superior, conquering male! She turned back into the pillow, a sob choking her throat so that she could not have spoken even if she wished. But she listened to him as he finished dressing and then listened for the sound of his leaving. Was Douglas really across the hall? Could she find a way to get to him? And if she did, and if she told him what had happened, what would he say?
It was not long before she heard the door open and close. She knew instinctively that he was gone. And she knew, too, that if it were at all possible, she must get to her husband and hope to God that together they could find some way to understand what was happening to her and why she had fallen so easily into the clutches of their kidnapper! Surely, under the circumstances, Douglas could not condemn her! There had to be some logical explanation. Perhaps it was even voodoo!
Prudence jumped up from the bed once she was absolutely sure that the captain had gone. She searched in her bag for her wrapper and put it on, then tried the door! It was not only open but there was not a single guard posted outside! What was going on? Looking down the hall, Prudence easily saw the red and white striped chair. It was only a door down on the other side. For a moment, the little blond hesitated. What if this were some kind of trick! But what kind of trick could it be? Why?
She crept across the hall to the door that was supposed to lead to her husband's room and hesitated. She was still unsure, and so she waited for some sound that would clue her in on the occupant. There was dead silence. Prudence looked around her in every direction and then leaned down to squint through the keyhole when she found that the door was not entirely closed, and with a slight push she was able to open it just enough to get a look inside. Suddenly she heard a male voice. It sounded like Douglas, but of course, it couldn't be he!
'Just relax,' it said. 'I'm going to open you up with my fingers and then stick my hardened cock right up inside your ass, and you're going to love it!'
'Mmmmmm,' a woman's voice moaned in reply, and Prudence could not resist cautiously peeking around the edge of the door. Her stomach collapsed at the sight. She couldn't believe her eyes! Her husband and some black woman, some complete stranger, were… were fucking! In her rage of jealousy, it was all Prudence could do to keep from rushing in right then and there. But curiosity played its part in refraining her. She wanted to see just exactly what Douglas was going to do. It looked to her like a shockingly perverse relationship!
The black woman on the bed evidently didn't think it was so perverse. Prudence could see them clearly, and as the hallway was dark and they were turned away from the door, she figured they wouldn't be able to see her. The woman was lying on the bed, a couple of pillows propped up under her ass to raise it way above the level of her head. Ambassador Harper, Prudence noted sarcastically, was kneeling between her widely spread legs, his forefinger obscenely probing the tightly puckered hole in her ass! He was dipping his outstretched finger alternately into her seeping cunt and then into the tight little entrance between her asscheeks. As the woman hissed in low sibilant sounds, he gradually opened the tight nether crack far enough to get his finger up into it all the way to the second knuckle.
He actually grinned at his partner, the older black woman, her short dark hair fanned on the sheets. 'Do you like it, Eflo?' he leered, grinning at her and obviously delighted at her willing response. 'Just relax now, baby, and it will get even better,' he told her with an authority his experience did not warrant.
Eflo? Prudence thought jealously. What kind of name is that?
Suddenly Douglas rose up on his haunches between Eflo's legs and dipped his massively erected cock into her widely opened cunt, finked it in and out several times in preparation, lubricating it so that it shone like shimmering water in the sun and then pressed it up to the black woman's finger-widened asshole. Gently, but very firmly, he spread her asscheeks with his thumbs and then pressed his rock-hard cock to the tightly clasped crack.
Eflo groaned and caught her breath as he drove forward into her, and Prudence watched from the doorway,
