I felt no remorse, no guilt. A zip to her left and Widowmaker leapt, hearing the ratatat of the pulse pistols as they left a score of marks in the wall where she had just been. Blowjob sex “Shh pétale, let me explain,” Amélie said with a soft smugness, her hand, unnaturally cool to the touch, coming to rest on Lena’s slender pale thigh. This wasn’t going at all like she had planned, she swallowed, “Please, more…”
Lena couldn’t help but to blush crimson in the dark, feeling an odd sense of control over Amélie as she was begged for more. But… For a moment Amélie glanced up and considered joining her new toy, but opted instead to give her some space. Was she enjoying this now? “Oops, language!” Tracer giggled, the hallway lighting up in a flash of blue as another stream of shots zipped down, landing just a step behind Widowmaker as she sprinted away, her ducks and dives followed by her long ponytail, trailing her like
