1. Black Widow Spy vs Miracle


    Date: 7/21/2017, Categories: BDSM, Celebrities, Lesbian Sex, Author: penelopeslut, Source: xHamster

    This is a continuation:Black Widow submits to S.H.I.E.L.Dhttp://xhamster.com/user/penelopeslut/posts/524285.htmlBlack Widow rises, while another falls between her...http://xhamster.com/user/penelopeslut/posts/529468.htmlBlack Widow Sexual Espionagehttp://xhamster.com/user/penelopeslut/posts/544277.html The prisoner shuddered awake with a start: bolting upright only to rattle the chains holding her in place. Twisting in the wooden seat, the redhead groaned, head still spinning. Leaning forward she blinked hard as light slowly returned to her world. Attempting to ignore the ringing in her ears, Natasha Romanoff surveyed the dank surroundings with disdain; even as she began testing her bonds. So the mission had gone sour, she was used to that. While Natasha hadn't intended to be knocked u*********s it was an operational hazard, and the redhead was more than equipped to deal with it. Shifting her hips against the bottom of the wooden seat, Natasha felt the weight of the utility belt strapped around her waist. Nothing but empty p. No weapons, no communications, no back up. The ex-S.H.I.E.L.D agent released a frustrated breath, brushing a booted heel against the ground. In the old days there would have been a task f***e specifically to get her out of this; now she was alone. The mission parameters had shifted, that was obvious, though the essential requirements had not changed: the redhead was here to survey the castle for potential threats; intelligence suggesting this Sokovian ...
    fortress was a HYDRA sub-base. Given the high security she had encountered, the ex-agent was now more inclined to believe them. Natasha stayed calm: she had a team that backed her up in this kind of situation. They weren't exactly reliable, but they packed a big punch, and more than that, they were friends. Natasha closed her eyes. She could hardly blame Tony Stark for this one, she had chosen to survey the castle alone, believing it to be a minor stakeout: hardly worthy of the Avengers. She had been arrogant, but when your team consists of Gods and monsters it's hard not to have something to prove. Hearing the metal door to her cell clunk menacingly, Natasha straightened up in her seat, ready to confront her captors. Choosing a more upright, dignified pose, the redhead felt her black combat suit tighten reassuringly against her curves: coiled and ready to strike. The door swung open alarmingly quickly, the heavy metal slamming against the castle wall and reverberating in place, dust falling from the brickwork around her. Given the rust and weight of the vault-like entranceway, Natasha was surprised to find a small, waifish brunette standing opposite her, illuminated only by the light that could now spill into the cell. Both women eyed each other carefully, neither greeting the other. Natasha guessed the girl was around 20: not a leader, so perhaps an underling? Hardly suited for intimidation. Yet the brunette had an otherworldly quality; the tilt of her head, the twist in her ...
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