Mercy could do with your help.

Looking at her open legs and inviting pussy you begin to step forward ready to plunge your cock deep inside her and fuck her like your life depends on it.

Not your life but Mercy's you think to yourself. She could be in serious trouble with Reaper and need your help.

Widowmaker meanwhile is rolling her hips beckoning you towards her with her moist pussy lips.

Before she can change your mind you quickly tuck your hard cock away which is easier said than done and zip up your fly.

"Sorry maybe next time." You say smiling to Widowmaker.

Turning you collect your gun and take off out of the room as she shouts out at you in frustration. Her body turning back and forth but unable to read the cord keeping her tied up.

You make a break in the direction Mercy flew off in. Carefully searching each building not wanting to get surprised by another foe.

It's when you move up into the second floor of the seventh building you have checked do you hear noise. Readying your weapon as you slip to the door frame you glance in.

Reaper laying on the floor with his mask and top on his pants are missing and his shotguns are over by the window. His hands tied above his head and Mercy is kneeling before him. She has her lips buried down onto his hard cock and her staff is on the floor.

She maybe a guardian angel but she is a devil at sucking cock. Keeping complete control over Reaper and she is enjoying it.

Allowing you plenty of time to retrieve the chemical that Winston asked for without dealing anymore with Widowmaker or Reaper.