An indecent proposal
Walkiria watched as Soviet Superwoman landed on the patio and walked into the penthouse. The red-haired heroine leaned against the doorframe of the bedroom with her hands behind her back as her Russian partner strode into the spacious living room.
Lucy, you got some splaining to do, she said in an atrocious Cuban accent.
Olga, the Soviet Superwoman looked at her lover in confusion, the cultural reference being lost on the dimensionally-displaced Russian heroine. Maia, I dont know what you mean, she asked in confusion.
Maia smiled, her large breasts shifting under the thin fabric of her lingerie as she pulled her hands out from behind her back. I was turning down the sheets on the bed, and guess that what happened to find hidden under your pillow, Olga? She smiled teasingly as the heavy handcuffs dangled from her finger. The high-security cuffs, made by Stranger Industries from the rare metal adamantium gleamed dully under the apartments track lighting. Just what were you planning to do with these, Возлюбленная?
Olga froze, looking like a child caught with her hand in cookie jar. A guilty blush darkened her face as Maia smirked knowingly. Maia, it isnt what you think. I was just..
Maia interrupted her partner. No, it isnt what I was thinking? That is a shame, because I was thinking some very naughty thoughts, my sexy учитель. I guess I can put these away, unless you have another idea.. The redhead said as she turned and walked into the bedroom.
Olga stared at Maias ass cheeks on display as her lover slowly sauntered away. The penthouse shook with the reverberations of the sonic boom as Olga flew into the bedroom, her discarded costume fluttering to the ground behind her as the bedroom erupted in giggles and moans.