Nat struggles for control

The Cavetoad noticed that this stunning, red-haired female was far less aggressive than she had been a few minutes ago. The creature lacked the intelligence to guess or even think about the reasons for this change in behaviour. Its primitive mind knew on a lower level, however, that this was a good time to move into a more dominant position. While Nat was still struggling for mental clarity, the Cavetoad used his distinct weight advantage to flip the red-haired master spy onto her back with a jerk, so that now she was on the floor and he was on top.

Nat gasped weakly as his weight was suddenly on her, pressing her down with ****. This fat thing weighed considerably more than she would have expected, but the Black Widow was tough and only took in everything around her as if through a veil, while her mind was still struggling with the overwhelming lust. She was only just realising that some magical or chemical influence was affecting her.

The cavetoad took advantage of the non-existent resistance to give free rein to its lustful instincts. With both frog paws he kneaded Black Widow's firm, round breasts, which even now defied gravity and stood out in full glory from her petite body, even though she was now lying on her back. He made wild sounds of horniness as he worked the massive tits. His long tongue moved from one breast to the other, wrapping around and squeezing them, sliding over the firm nipples and licking the boobs. The cavetoad's cock was rock hard and pressed against the spy's monumental breasts from below.

The Black Widow was just regaining consciousness when the creature on top of her slid his big, hard cock between her epic breasts to begin a tit-fuck. Nat felt the hardness of the pleasure rod and quivered inwardly. Another wave of arousal shot through her hot body, but by now the spy was aware that it wasn't just her natural depravity at play here. She now felt the massive weight of the cavetoad, felt its enormous member between her breasts and could almost feel the creature's primitive lust like an electric tingle in the air.

The disgusting creature squeezed Nat's breasts tighter around its stiff cock. It rumbled lustfully, enjoying for a very brief moment the sensational feeling of what must have been one of the most spectacular pairs of breasts in the world. Then the cavetoad began to fuck the Black Widow's breasts with a wild, uncontrolled greed. His abdomen slammed against her massive mounds from below, his bulging balls slid over her flat belly and his glans kept driving out of the valley between her mountains near Nat's chin, coming up to just short for her beautiful face. As he did so, his frog paws clawed harder and harder at her breasts, kneading them wildly. His long tongue shot out of his mouth and licked the red-haired superheroine's face and neck.

Nat let the beast have his way. It was far from the first time she had had a tit-fuck **** on her without being asked (or significantly more). So she knew it would be easier if she allowed the creature a few minutes of fun. Once a guy or a monster was caught up in the rush of sex, he/it became more una-attentive and was much easier to take by surprise. And so she allowed a disgusting monster like this Cavetoad to use her legendary breasts to get horny and get off at the same time. The thrusts came with an animal ferocity that excited Nat in a strange way. She couldn't deny that it pleased her to be desired by such a hideous creature. She was getting wet. Her mind warned that she shouldn't take too much time to react. Maybe another minute, two at the most... or three.... In any case, not much longer than five....

The Cavetoad shifted his weight on the spy and elicited a pained gasp from her, but paid no further attention.For him, the Black Widow's well-being was of marginal importance. Nothing else mattered at the moment but the incredible pleasure that this woman's breasts gave him. Those huge, perfectly formed globes. He grabbed Nat's tits even harder and kneaded them so roughly that the red-haired spy half moaned in arousal and half in pain. Harder and harder the cavetoad thrust to satisfy his primitive lust.

The Black Widow had no idea how long the creature had been fucking her tits. Her mind told her to act now. Now. Her body demanded to wait yet. Her entire, petite yet curvaceous body quivered with lust and desire. The centre of her lustfulness was her breasts, enjoying the rough kneading. The Widow began to understand that here started the influence that was happening to her. Was the creature transmitting an aphrodisiac over these frog's paws? Her mind screamed that she must act now before she was completely overwhelmed. But there was also that lascivious voice suggesting to wait to gather more information.

Nat was jolted out of her thoughts when the cavetoad rumbled from deep in her throat. At the same time she felt the mighty cock between her breasts rearing up. With two final rough thrusts, the cavetoad came and several massive spurts of cum slammed in high arcs into Nat's beautiful face and onto her neck. The creature made a noise that Nat could only interpret as the sound of orgasm. It thrust several more times and more spurts of cum gushed forth. But the cavetoad's cock remained hard. Apparently it was not finished with Nat yet.