What can go wrong, will go wrong

Nerra and Samora had ran this sort of exercise all the time in training. Usually with only one other person, Nerra would wait until her ally was in position, then just line up her rifle and do her thing. It was about as straight forward as any other mission, only here she was **** to time her shots based around someone else. With all the time she spent on her own, that was still somewhat weird for Nerra, but she supposed she’d just have to deal with it.

Nerra held tight until she could clearly see that Samora was in place, just on the other side of a set of boxes from Monique and the heavies. As the constant stream of moans and grunts would imply, the heavies were enjoying themselves rather thoroughly with Monique’s body. One of them was holding her up in front of him, her arms and legs wrapped around his body while he bounced her up and down on his cock, while the other one lounged nearby, likely just waiting for his turn, though from the liquid smeared along his cock it was likely that he had already had at least one go at Monique. For her part, Monique seemed to be enjoying the experience to an almost unreasonable degree. Her eyes were rolled back in her head, her mouth spread in a wide, open smile which let her tongue hang out. Her body was practically drenched in Rapi cum as well, the white liquid leaving streaks down her full figure.

Nerra gritted her teeth. It wasn’t easy seeing her teammate like this. She just needed Samora to give her the signal, then she could take out the heavy that was fucking Samora and, hopefully, they could save their squad mate. She looked at Samora, who nodded, and not a moment too soon as far as Nerra was concerned. She leaned back into her scope, aimed directly at the purple face of the heavy as it hilted its cock in Monique, and took the shot.

The gun went off with a recognizable soft popping noise, and Samora jumped up from behind her cover, waving her arms to grab the attention of the remaining heavy. To her surprise, however, not one, but two heavies turned to look at her, one of them still with its cock deep in Monique and also still very much alive. In horror, Samora turned to look back at Nerra only to see the cause of their current disaster. Probably due to the earlier mistreatment of the gun earlier, Nerra’s rifle had misfired. Rather than freeing Monique from the ravenous heavy, the bullet had smashed into the barrel of her gun, practically destroying the rifle.

Naked, defenseless and with Nerra in no position to offer her any support, Samora turned to gaze back at the heavies. They stared back at her. Monique, no longer being actively thrust into, took matters into her own hands, using her powerful body to start shifting up and down, grinding against the massive Rapi and riding his cock of her own accord.