(IV) Blue Balls
Zane gawked at the hand for a second before shoving it in his mouth as he sucked on it greedily.
Natasha Romanoff, aka Black Widow, let out faint moans as she watched Zane suck her fingers neatly.
It was safe to say that he was an expert when it came to women's bodies.
It was what he had learned since he started banging girls at the age of sixteen.
Zane maneuvered his hands as he poked them into Natasha's damp pussy.
He started thrusting his hands in and out, causing Natasha to gush out more milky juice.
"Ugh! Yes, that's the spot, yeah right there!!! " Natasha whimpered out with her eyes shut in glee.
Zane continued his assault on her pussy.
He thrust his fingers in and out, causing Natasha to clasp his head hard as she moaned and grind her pussy into his face.
Zane pulled out his fingers and brought them close to Natasha's mouth, and without approval, he thrust his hands into her mouth.
Natasha gasped as she savored her own juice.
After sucking for a while, she pulled her fingers out and kissed Zane in a fierce French kiss.
A moment later, they pulled out, gasping for breath.
Zane then grabbed her and yanked her to the bed.
She landed and bounced up a couple of times before spreading her legs wide as her pink folds came into view.
She smirked alluringly at Zane while spreading her pussy with her hands.
Zane's d**k roared to life and started throbbing. He pulled it out of his underwear and started stroking it up and down.
Natasha undresses his d**ck as saliva trails down her cheeks.
She licked her lips as Zane closed in on her with his d**ck in his hands, ready to be inserted.
Zane was about to stick in his cock when a knock resounded.
Knock knock
"Steve, Nick Fury is here!"
Natasha closed her legs as Zane's dick also slumped down.
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Zane caused his luck as he paced along the bustling path which was as always crammed with stark employees doing their things, grasping tabs, files, and shuffling aimlessly.
Besides him was Black Widow, who had decided to escort him.
Zane glanced at her from the sides of his eyes and caught sight of her clenched fist and the unseen vapors oozing out of her nostrils.
'Fuck you, Nick!' Zane muttered as he went on with their pace.
He was thinking of what he would say to the shield leader. Thanks to all the Marvel movies and anime he had consumed, he knew he would be able to stand his ground.
They arrived at the elevator, and Zane hit some buttons, and with a ding noise, it opened.
When they were inside, Natasha whispered in Zane's ears, "I could give you a quicky in here."
Zane was about to give a reply when a busty milf with a black mini skirt, a white-sleeved button-down shirt that failed to conceal her B-cup boobs, and a jet-high heel strode in.
The woman's eyes glistened as an elated smile plastered her face when she saw the people in the elevator.
"Captain America! Please can I take a selfie with you please!!! I'm a huge, huge fan of yours, please!!!" The woman said with a puppy gaze.
Zane flashed a tiny smile as he said, "sure."
The woman brought out her Samsung phone swiftly, put the camera on selfie, hugged Captain America and started taking several shots in positions like putting her hands around his neck and squeezing her boobs on his chest.
Zane smiled wryly as he continued to take the assault from Captain America's fan.
Natasha glared at the milf with killing intent from the side of the elevator.
She clenched her teeth and resisted the urge to pounce on the woman. After some time, the woman finally reached her floor.
"Thanks again, captain!!" She mimicked a military salute before she briskly hurried out.
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"My girls have to see this!" A grin plastered the milfs face as she posted the photos on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.
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Current location... Amsterdam.
"Hey, look at this!" An average-looking girl with a red flat-top singlet, a red mini skirt, and a pair of fluffy Mickey Mouse palms shoved her phone into a man with a Deadpool costume and mask.
The picture was of Captain America with the busty milf inside the elevator.
"Wade, were Steve's eyes always blue?" The girl asked
"I'd I know, not like I fucking stared at his eyes, unlike you, who thinks about him when I'm f**king you!!"
"Well, it's not my fault his d**ck is bigger than yours!!"
Deadpool drew his two x-shaped blades from his back and brandished them together, making red sparks.
"I'm gonna thrust these blades into that motherfacker's ass."
"Beat it, Wade! You can't beat Steve in a fight!" The girl rolled her eyes backward.
"Oh, you think...?" Deadpool grinned sinisterly, with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
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"Steve, what's up with the mask...?" Nick Fury asked.
They were currently on the top floor of Stark Tower, inside a bright office with window panels covering the walls, reflecting the other looming towers in New York.
In the middle of the room were a glass desk and a leather chair, where Nick Fury slouched, gazing at Zane.
"This...?" Zane awkwardly patted his mask. "I just feel like putting it on."
"Hmmmmmm!" Nick squints his eyes as he scrutinizes Zane.
'F**k! This son of a gun! " Zane screamed internally as droplets of sweat started forming beneath his costume.
Nick scratched his one eye patch and said, "I dunno what you're hiding, but am here for an important mission." He paused as he stared at Zane.
"Wars are near the corner, cap. Jake, my ass of a brother, and his dickhead Kraken terrorist group issued a warning that they would be blowing up the white house in a week."
Zane already knew where this was going.
"I want you and Natasha to infiltrate his camp and take all those pricks to hell."
Gulp.
Zane's throat bobbled down. All these things happening at once were freaking him out like hell.
He hadn't robbed a bank or shot a gun before, so how was he going to infiltrate a terrorist camp? And killed Jack Fury, of all people?
"So what do you say, cap? Do I have your word?" Nick stated as he rose from his seat.
"I would think about it, sir!" Zane tried to act as confident and natural as he could.
"We've got no time for that, cap. This is an order from the oval room!" Nick bangs the table.
'Even the president?' Zane smiled wryly.
Nick furry strode to the door and stopped before saying, "Steve, when you meet Jack, bring him back dead or alive."
Zane gazed at Nick Furry's rear as he faded away from his view.
He needed to gain strength more than anything; if not, he wouldn't survive in this world.
{Quest: infiltrate the Kraken camp and annihilate Jake Furry.}
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