Prelude is over

Natasha watched in fascination for a moment as the two cavetoads fought over her. A shiver of arousal made her slender, curvaceous body tremble. It turned her on that these two ugly creatures were fighting for the right to fuck her. It took Nat a moment to realise that she was rubbing her breasts with her own horniness. She pulled herself together and **** herself to think of her mission. She had a job to do and this was perhaps her last chance to do it before these creatures pounced on her. This idea excited Nat so much that she groaned and barely managed to stand up. She found it hard to put one foot in front of the other, but her will drove her on as the two Cavetoads rocked themselves up more and more. In the middle of the room, Black Widow bent down and picked up the plans she had come here for. She focused on the stairs leading outside and walked towards them, swaying slightly. Her heels clicked on the concrete floor and her hot ass wiggled with each step. The hot spy was breathing heavily and had to fight every metre to turn around and return to the Cavetoads.

The Black Widow had almost made it to the stairs when an instinct warned her. She turned her head and realised that the two Cavetoads were still fighting over her. Their crony, however, rose from the broken shelf and glared at Nat with a mixture of raging greed and anger. The Black Widow took two steps backwards and watched as the Cavetoad got to its feet and prepared to pounce. Under normal circumstances, it would have been easy for Natasha to dodge the attack or turn it into a counterattack and use the Cavetoad's momentum against it. But the current situation was completely out of the ordinary. Instead of remembering her combat training and finding a good stance, Nat stared at the creature's green boner. Quivering arousal coursed through her body from her firmbreasts and her pussy grew even wetter. When the cavetoad leapt across the room towards her with a mighty bound, she didn't wipe out, but dropped her plans and awaited the creature crashing against her the next instant. The great weight jerked the hot spy off her feet and Natasha landed ungently on the floor. The Cavetoad stood over her in a slightly stooped position, its considerable dick sticking stiffly upwards, like both a threat and a promise.

Instead of simply kicking the Cavetoad between the legs, the red-haired master spy lolling on the floor like a cat in heat, stretched her back to further show off her large, round globes. Then the monster's tongue shot out, wrapped itself around Nat's neck and pulled her jerkily to her feet with surprising strength. Nat moaned excitedly and offered no resistance as the cavetoad grabbed hold. Her horniness literally exploded inside her as her breasts were kneaded again. She was on the verge of an orgasm. Her delicate fingers gripped the boner and jerked it. As she did so, she looked into the eyes of the cavetoad from below and breathed, "Fuck me. Screw me all the way through."

Nat didn't know if the creature understood her language or acted of its own accord, but it didn't matter in the end. The cavetoad spun Nat around and pushed her upper body forward across a table. The hot spy offered no resistance, but sought a slightly wide-legged, secure stance and stretched her hot, firm, round buttocks back invitingly. Immediately the cavetoad was behind her, rubbing his big boner against Nat's tempting buttocks. The redheaded spy gasped and rubbed her ass against the stiff cock. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard," she demanded - and got her way. The cock pressed against her rear entrance, then Nat felt the two frog's paws on against her pelvis. With a hard jerk, Nat's hips were pulled back and at the same time the cavetoad rammed his cock forward. The long green hard member penetrated deep into the tight spy. Her petite body was thrust forward by the **** and pressed hard against the table. The cavetoad bent over her and thrust again. Nat cried out in pain and pleasure as her tight backdoor was stretched and the green boner pushed deeper inside her. By the third thrust, the green behemoth had sunk its entire length inside her. The cavetoad's long tongue was still wrapped around Nat's delicate neck, pulling her head back slightly as the thrusts came much faster now. Again and again the creature's pelvis bounced against Nat's tantalising backside and the big cock filled her insides. Nat gasped in agitation and her fucker made inhuman sounds of pleasure.

The table beneath Nat shook and groaned precariously, but the cavetoad paid no attention. His thrusts grew wilder and faster. Ticked off and with animal lust, the vile monster took the beautiful redhead from behind. With each thrust, her abdomen slammed against the edge of the table, driven by the **** of the Cavetoad, and her slender body bucked. Her large, firm breasts rubbed against the smooth wood while the cavetoad's two hands held and massaged her buttocks. Nat couldn't do anything, didn't have to. She just lay pressed across the table in front of the creature and let it fuck her. Harder. The hornier the creature got, the faster and wilder its thrusts came, which only got it more horny and made it even harder and therefore hornier. Harder and harder and harder. It was a non-stop build-up and Nat wondered for a moment how long the creature would be able to sustain this frantic pace before the cavetoad had a heart attack. The beast huffed and breathed heavily, causing the tongue around Nat's neck to loosen momentarily as well. Then the Cavetoad's cock reared up inside her, twitched and a moment later spewed its seed into her rear entrance. Load and load pumped in and with each new thrust the creature thrust another time.