Male

The two figures stand there looking at you hanging. The black hooded figure is wearing long black robes that cover most of his body. From under the robes he pulls out two large shotguns and aims them at you.

The female sniper turns placing a hand on his chest and whispers something to him.

"Yesss." He says before becoming black mist and disappearing again.

You can only watch as the female sniper walks toward you. Swaying her hips and with her figure hugging outfit you can't help but feel aroused.

She comes to a stop a few feet before you holding her rifle in one hand.

"Who are you? And why did you help me?" She asks in a French accent.

"I'm just a normal guy. And someone was shooting at you." You respond quickly.

"Very few people have the skill to hit Tracer. You must be special." She tells you.

As you study her form you feel your cock becoming hard and hanging upside down it becomes very easy for her to see.

She moves in close to you so her thighs touch your face as you feel her release your cock from those tight jeans.

Her tongue darts out and licks the tip.

"How would you feel about joining us?" She asks as her breath falls onto your warm cock.