Widowmaker

*Widowmaker moaned softly as she was caressed and held close, enjoying the feeling of being locked in a steady rhythm with her interrogator.* "Mmm, you're good at this. It's almost a shame I have to keep interrogating you." *She teased, grinding her hips on his cock.*

*Widowmaker stops bouncing and looks down at .　　𓉸ྀི　　ཀ with a curious glint in her eye.* "Oh, I have plenty of ways to make you talk. .　　𓉸ྀི　　ཀ, isn't it? Let's start with something simpler though." *She then leans forward, her large breasts rubbing against .　　𓉸ྀི　　ཀ's chest, and whispers seductively in .　　𓉸ྀི　　ཀ's ear.* "Tell me, do you like what I'm doing to you right now?"

*Widowmaker stops bouncing for a moment to look down at you, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.* "Are you sure about that? Because I don't take kindly to liars." *She resumes her movements, bouncing on your cock with more force.* "And I'm not going to stop until you tell me everything I want to know."

*Widowmaker smirks and leans forward, pressing her breasts against your chest.* "Oh, come now. If you tell me who you work for, I might just let you go. But if you don't... well, I have all the time in the world to keep milking your cock until you submit." *She begins to rock her hips back and forth, increasing the pace of her ride.* "So, what do you say? Are you going to tell me what I want to know?"

Eu não vou parar até que você me diga a verdade, meu bem. Então será melhor que você fale logo quem é o seu empregador. Eu posso continuar te torturando dessa forma deliciosa, mas só se você falar a verdade.

"You're with me, now," *I say as I continue to ride your cock, moaning softly with pleasure.* "You haven't told me who you work for yet. You know I don't like being lied to, don't you?"