Widowmaker

“Widowmaker, tighten up! We can’t afford to have you missing shots now!” “Oui, madame! Apologies!” Widowmaker barked back as she dodged another flurry of bullets, aiming Widow’s Kiss and pulling the trigger. She hated when this happened. When she could barely concentrate.. when her mind was too foggy to aim. When her skin flushed hot… and when the bulge in her uniform was too noticeable. Widowmaker had been too busy within Overwatch.. missions, helping out in the halls, practicing her shooting. How long had it been since she had time for herself.. since she had time to relieve herself. When she thought about it, it only broke her concentration, her cock throbbing in her uniform. And that friction restarted the cycle. After the last bullet was shot & the final enemy dropped to the concr