Overwatch CFNM: McCree Brandishes His Revolver | By : Meowshi Category: +M through R > Overwatch Views: 443 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Back home, McCree’s Ma was known as a bit of a busybody, and folks used to say that “she’s got her finger in every pie!” For some reason, he was reminded of that as he bent over and felt a gloved finger slide between his legs, tracing the crease of his ass. His muscle tensed beneath the touch, and slowly the finger probed at his puckered hole with light touches.
“I wish I had something to lube this up with,” the female officer called out apologetically from behind him, but his nerves were getting to him and she sounded like she was much further away than she was.
“Ain't no need to worry, darlin', I can handle myself just fin-GRAH!" The sudden intrusion was more intense than he thought it would be, and suddenly he was reminded of why he stopped doing physicals with Mercy.
As the officer pressed her finger deeper, she felt his tight ring of muscle give way. He groaned in that musky rasp of his and she began working her finger faster, hoping to spare him any pain. Unfortunately, this increase in pace and intensity had a stronger effect on him than she had planned and she gasped as she saw his revolver slowly rising out of its holster. McCree could feel himself stirring but knew that there was nothing stopping his better half when it got excited. Without seconds, a proud pink head was emerging from his sheet, and his cock was angling upwards.
“Do they all look like that?” Tracer asked innocently, quickly deciding that this was one of those missions she wouldn’t share the details with when she got home to Emily.
“Not even close,” Fareeha muttered, more to herself than in response to the question.
“O-M-G! Please tell me we’re recording this!” D.Va’s voice suddenly chirped over the comms.
“Wha-when did you get in here?!” Fareeha barked, “Out of the command room, Song!”
“Oh, you're no fun!” the Korean gamer chirped exasperatedly over the comms.
The rookie officer was so surprised by McCree’s sudden arousal that she didn’t notice that she was essentially sawing her finger back and forth inside of him. McCree certainly noticed, but didn’t seem in any particular hurry to break her out of her daze. “I’m close,” he rasped, though she didn’t understand what he was saying.
“Close? Close to what?” she asked in bewilderment.
His only response was a series of guttural moans and his head shot back as his body convulsed and his revolver fired off six steaming ropes into the sand in front of him. He immediately fell to his knees as the sensation overwhelmed him.
"Shit!" cried the rookie officer, quickly retracting her finger from his ass and rushing up to verify if he was alright. But as she knelt down to check on him, his wilting penis seemed to sense an acceptable target to dispense on and it fired off one last shot of cum. The thick glob of ejaculation smacked right into the center of the girl’s pretty, reddening face.
“Heh, suppose I still had one left in the chamber. Eh?”
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