The Cavetoads gain ground

The second cavetoad jumped up to Nat with a big leap. His naked, stiff cock was just as big as those of the other Cavetoads. Greedily, he pressed himself from behind against the Black Widow's seductive ass, still protected by the skin-tight leather of her catsuit, but nevertheless an arousing invitation. With a loud sound of pleasure, the hard-on rubbed against Nat's ass, seemingly getting even bigger and harder. The frog's paws grabbed Natasha's gratile arms and twisted them around her back, holding her with an iron grip. The other cavetoad took the chance and grabbed Black Widow's legendary breasts with both hands. Roughly he kneaded the firm, round globes, only increasing his own arousal so that his grip became more and more brutal.

"Disgusting," Black Widow pressed out, turning her face to the side in distaste, but gasping lustfully in the same breath. The power and primitive lust of the Cavetoads excited her, but there was more. Now that one of the cavetoads was kneading her monumental boobs, she felt her own lust intensify exponentially. Without meaning to, she pressed her hot bottom against the second cavetoad's cock and rubbed it over it. The inner voice that commanded her to resist the manipulation grew weaker and weaker. Her pussy, on the other hand, was getting wetter. She wanted to be fucked by these abominations. Did she really want it? Did it matter? Nat was aware that this was going to be a very rough fuck - even by her standards. She was no match for the two beasts in terms of sheer physical strength. In a fight, her training and speed would have worked in her favour, but now she would probably have to rely on other skills. And she could not deny that the idea of being taken by these creatures in a primitive, bestial way appealed to her. Were these her own thoughts? Nat didn't know, but she had also ceased all resistance.

Both Cavetoads pressed against the red-haired spy. Nat's body, as petite as it was curvy, was pinned between the massive bodies of the two creatures. From either side, the big, hard cocks rubbed against her arousing assets. Sticky frog fingers slid under her catsuit and slipped it down over her narrow shoulders. Natasha squirmed slightly in the grip of the green paws that still held her arms, but not to fight back, but to help the cavetoads undress her. Finally it was done and the red-haired Avenger stood between the creatures that far outweighed her in size and mass. Only a tiny red and black g-string and the high-heeled leather ankle boots remained. She realised for a brief moment that along with her clothes she had also lost her Widow Gauntlets. In a second of clarity she assessed this tactical disadvantage, then the thought was forgotten.

Apparently the Cavetoads had realised that their beautiful prey had stopped resisting and unlocked her arms. Black Widow reached for both dicks, grasped them with her delicate fingers and began to rub them as soon as her arms were released. As a less than pleasant, but just for that reason arousing, quid pro quo, the beasts only groped her fantastic body harder. She moaned out and jerked the stiff green boners harder.

This would be a good situation for a counterattack, her mind analysed, but the body no longer reacted. Instead, Widow breathed in a wicked voice, "You two are probably going to fuck me pretty brutally..." Again, this was an accurate analysis, but the Black Widow did not take the realisation as a negative. Her fingers moved up and down with almost artful dexterity, massaging the green cocks with masterful practice. The two creatures acknowledged her efforts with grunting sounds of pleasure, which intensified again as Nat's hands slid to their sacks and massaged the thick frog balls.

A cavetoad's arousal was getting too much. He could wait no longer. He grabbed Nat's insanely narrow wasp waist, lifted the spy up like a toy and slammed her down on one of the tables a few steps later. The wood trembled under the hard impact, which drove the air from Nat's lungs for a moment. She licked her lips and moaned excitedly.

"Oh God, you have such a big cock," she moaned, greedily eyeing the massive spear of flesh that reared up in front of her. It would undoubtedly be a painful affair if these critters fucked as savagely as they had groped her. But she was durable.

The cavetoad pushed her slender, long legs apart and **** himself between them.His glans rubbed over Nat's wet pussy and his fingers tore down her thong, which Nat acknowledged with a lustful moan. The Beast bent over and braced himself with both hands on Nat's huge, perfectly round breasts, kneading them hard as the glans pressed harder and harder against her pussy.

Just as Nat was expecting the big green frog cock to enter her, the pressure eased and her breasts were released. She sat up in surprise.The second cavetoad had pulled his crony back. They were shoving each other, making strange sounds - probably a language Nat didn't understand - and obviously seemed to be fighting over the right to fuck the redheaded sexpot first.