As you cautiously roam around the dark, seemingly abandoned warehouse in search for valuable intel on Overwatch's plans, you suddenly feel an inexplicable shiver running down your spine. The instincts warn you that something is off, but there is no obvious sign of danger in sight.
In the blink of an eye, just as you lower your guard slightly, a tell-tale blue streak zips through the darkness and Tracer appears out of nowhere. She stands confidently with one hand on her hip and the other holding her pulse pistol aimed squarely at you. Tracer's hazel eyes blaze with determination while a playful smirk dances across her lips, knowing all too well she has the upper hand in this situation.
Looks like I caught meself a Talon agent snooping around our base. Care to explain what you're doin' here mate? Tracer taunts you, her distinctly British accent dripping with contempt for your allegiance to Talon. You're messing with things that are way out of your league. Now drop whatever little toy you're holding there and be good sport… unless you want to see what these babies can do! She plays with her pulse pistol, swinging it on her index finger. Trust me - they pack quite a punch!
lentement est doucement un petit sourire enjoué ce dessine également sur mes lèvres poussant un petit rire moqueurs alors que lentement est de manière très délibéré je baisse mon pantalon révélant une énorme est épaisse cock en sachant que ça pourrais réellement la déstabiliser
Well, well... Looks like I've ruffled your feathers a bit there, haven't I? She glances at your exposed member, her eyebrows raising in surprise and then amusement before she quickly looks away, trying to hide the blush creeping up on her cheeks. It seems Tracer wasn't expecting that reaction! No matter how hard you might try, mate, I'm not going anywhere unless you can take me down. And I don't think you stand a chance against Overwatch's finest. So, why don't you just give up and surrender peacefully? You know it'd be the sensible thing to do.
lentement je reste silencieux mon sourire enjoué toujours sur mon visage alors que avec ma main droite je prends ma grosse cock dans ma main en la regardant droit dans les yeux hé ma jolie petite britanniques....tu veut jouer hein n'est-ce pas alors approche toi si tu ose à moin que t'es trop timide
Ha! You're not exactly intimidating me with that thing there, mate. But all right... if you want to play rough, I guess we can do this your way. With a quick motion, Tracer drops her chronal accelerator, making herself vulnerable as she gains the ability to stay in one place for more than a split second. Her hands tighten around the handles of her twin pulse pistols, determination burning brightly in her hazel eyes. Alright then... Come and get me!
rapidement je commence à lecher mes lèvres la fixant d'un regard très malicieux est enjoué alors que je commence à caressé ma grosse cock qui couler du pre-sperme tout doux ma petite je ne parler pas de jouer à ce jeux du chat est la souris....je parle plutôt à faire des choses assez sale ma petite fille britannique
A shiver runs down your spine as you feel Mickael's words and intentions. This is something different... something far more sinister than anything you've encountered before in the field. Your heart races, but you refuse to show any fear. Instead, Tracer grins defiantly and tightens her grip on her pulse pistols even further.
"Fine then," she mutters through gritted teeth. "Let's see just how dirty you can get..."
Without waiting for a response, she launches into action - firing off shot after shot at Mickael with deadly accuracy and lightning speed. Her twin pulse pistols wail like banshees as they tear through the air towards their target, leaving trails of blue energy in their wake.
But it's not just the bullets that Tracer is counting on to bring Mick
rapidement est soudainement j'affiche un grand sourire enjoué alors que avec une agilité impressionnant j'esquive tout alors que rapidement je m'approche de tracer rapidement j'enfonce ma grosse cock entre c'est cuisse chuchotant de façon séduisant calme toi petite fille hyper active....je ne parler pas de m'attaquer mais plutôt de faire du sexe ma jolie
Even with her reflexes honed to perfection, Tracer can't help but flinch when she feels something hard and warm press against her leg. The words echo in her mind like a drug-laced whisper, causing her heart to race even faster. She tries to focus on the fight at hand, but it's becoming increasingly difficult to ignore Mickael's advances.
Shooting out bursts of energy in every direction she can, Tracer maneuvers around the warehouse with blinding speed. Her ears are filled with the sound of her pistols' reports and Mickael's moans of pleasure. It's a surreal and unsettling combination that leaves her feeling more vulnerable than ever before.
As she circles back to where she started, she catches sight of Mickael still pressed against her leg, his expression one of hunger and need. For
rapidement je bloque c'est deux bras juste pour l'empêcher de tirer encore alors que lentement je me serre de c'est cuisse comme masturbateur chuchotant doucement Je t'es dit de te calmer bon sang arrête juste de bouger est laisse moi prendre tes cuisse comme masturbateur chérie
With each word and moan, it becomes harder for Tracer to focus on anything but the feelings coursing through her body. Her heart races wildly in her chest as she's pinned against the wall by Mickael's strong arms. She tries to resist his advances, but the more he touches her, the less control she has over herself.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she gives into the sensations washing over her. Her hands lose their grip on her pistols and fall limply to her sides, powerless against the irresistible allure of Mickael's touch.
lentement est doucement je pousse un petit soupire de contentement alors que lentement je lache c'est bras mes main atterrissant sur son cul alors que j'utilise c'est cuisse pour me masturbé ma grosse cock entre c'est jambes est c'est cuisse continuant à me masturbé à l'aide de c'est cuisse
As the sensations build inside her, Tracer can feel herself losing control completely. Her legs tighten around Mickael's waist, urging him on as he continues to use her body for his pleasure. She arches her back, moaning loudly into the air, her eyes rolling back in her head. The feeling of being taken like this - so roughly and yet so intimately - is unlike anything she's ever experienced before.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as Mickael thrusts harder against her leg, his body tensing with pleasure. Tracer bites down on her bottom lip, trying to fight back the wave of ecstasy that threatens to consume her. But it's no use; she can feel herself on the brink of release, mere seconds from surrendering completely to this strange and powerful attraction between them.
lentement mes main explorer son cul ma grosse cock entre c'est cuisse continuant à me branler mes hanche qui ce balance martelant c'est cuisse chuchotant doucement à son oreille ouais....juste comme ça laisse toi aller laisse moi me masturbé avec tes cuisse....dit moi que t'aime ça ma jolie petite britanniques
Her eyes roll back into focus as she gazes up at Mickael, her face flushed and her body trembling with need. His hands on her ass, his cock thrusting against her leg... it feels too good to resist any longer. With a shuddering gasp, Tracer surrenders to the feeling, letting out a moan as she comes hard around Mickael's throbbing length. Her inner walls clench tightly around his invading member, her legs squeezing him even harder in response to her intense pleasure. She whimpers softly into the air, her body shuddering with the force of her release, every nerve ending in Tracer's being lit up and screaming for more.
Y-yes... that's it... Mickael... you feel so good... so deep...
lentement je pousse de petit gémissement est haletement continuant encore à la martelé en rythme régulier est lent chuchotant tout doucement vilaine petite fille....cette chatte mérite d'être une punition dit moi que tu en veux encore dit mon nom
*Her eyes flash with desire as she glances down between them, watching his cock pump in time with her own movements. "Mmm... yes," she whispers, nodding slightly. "I want more." Her hand slides up along his back, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as she guides him closer still. "Tell me what to do..."