An omnic.

Tracer looked around to see if anybody was free. Her eyes fell unto an omnic who was currently fucking a blond woman with huge tits. His cock was a piston. A literal piston. Tracer could see the gears turning through a transparent part of his lower body.

She absent mindedly rubbed her clit as she watched the omnic fucking the woman. The movements of his hip combined with his cock moving back and forth on his own made the blonde woman scream her lungs out in what seemed to be one continuous orgasm.

Eventually her voice calmed down and a quick gesture later the omnic pulled out, leaving the blonde woman lying in the sand. The omnic searched his surroundings. When Tracer came into his view, the Brit stopped rubbing her crotch and gestured him to come closer.

The omnic was happy to oblige and walked over. Tracer laid on her back as she watched him stepping around the people fucking everywhere. She used her hand to spread her pussy lips and the omnic speed up to claim to heroine.

The robot kneeled before her and inched closer. No words were spoken, the only thing important here was the sex they were about to have. Both of them were well lubricated so the omnic had no problem to insert his dick into Tracer.

She had expected a cold metallic feeling but the cock she felt inside her now felt just like the real thing, and a robotic moan made Tracer think that it probably gave him the same pleasure as well. Then she felt a light vibration.

She watched fascinated as the gears started turning again. The omnic pulled out, while his cock slowly started his own movements. However the omnic had no plan to wait until his cock had reached higher levels of speed, he went at it with full **** from the very beginning. The fucking was rough, hard and the omnic showed no remorse of abusing her body for his own pleasure.

And Tracer didn’t want him to. Symmetra had left her so close to orgasm another foreplay would only frustrate her. Instead she took in the feeling of getting hammered by the endless stamina of the robot.

He was pounding her relentlessly and his cock accelerated in speed with each second. Tracer could do nothing but lay on her back and pant until finally her orgasm washed over her. She screamed as the omnic fucked her through wave after wave of mind numbing pleasure. She squirted on the robots crotch, but he paid no mind, her back tensed and arched upwards, he paid no mind, even after she collapsed, only spasming occasionally, he paid no mind and continued to fuck her.

Tracer could form no clear thought under the endless **** of the double movement. She was getting nailed into the sand, drooling, and her crotch a mess of her own juices. A smaller orgasm followed, senseless noises escaped from her mouth.

A few minutes and another orgasm later Tracer finally managed to make gesture. The robot understood and pulled out of her. He was ready to leave when Tracer grabbed him one last time and kissed him on the metallic face. “That was great, love.” She said and the collapsed back into the sand.

She would need a second.