#pharah76

[ko-draws]

I was trying to draw Phara but Her face ended up looking like Marinette so here we go. Do not use or repost without permission.

[chiefbasementcreator]

I'd love to see a 'training session' of Jack and Pharah!

Jack couldn’t be prouder of his daughter as she managed to land another hit on him. While she had a long way to go till she beat him (and, if he was honest/boasting, may never do so), she had amazingly progressed. As he decided that was enough foreplay for now and pushed her to the ground, how quickly she submitted never failed to arouse him further. “That was really good, Fareeha. Now, for the next part…” he smiled, seeing her trembling in lust.It was nowhere near the first time they had done so, so she knew exactly what he wanted, bending over, exposing her gushing cunt for him as he pulled his pants down, releasing his giant cock. She knew the sparring was only the warm-up, and the real training was how long she could bounce on his cock, moving back and forth on his monolithic dick, before being too weak to continue, and passing out. As he slid in her, ripping a cry of extasy out of her, feeling his godly cock in her, his hands groping he flesh, she could feel her mind slipping. As e started to thrust, she could only brace herself, cumming over and over, cunt uselessly trying to milk him dry. She knew he’d have filled a swimming pool with his cum before his balls would be any closer to emptiness. Still, she tried, and still he ruined her body more than any workout could have possibly did, and she loved it.

[overwatchuserboxes-blog]

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[golden-rayne]

(I know bad screenshot) He came over and sat with me and say hi.  hehehe  This made me think of @soldierofhorus  

[chiefbasementcreator]

(JxF) Fareeha stood outside the sparring area, sporting a tight top, being only slightly bigger than a bra, and matching bottoms, a size or 2 too small. Official Overwatch sportswear her ass, she knew Jack had his fingers all over it, but couldn't do anything about it. She hadn't been able to get any time to herself, always something coming up, her crotch already slightly damp. With a sigh she leaned her head against the door, stepping inside, 'he won't break me, I'm stronger than mother!'

“Ah, Fareehz! I love your outfit.” He smirked, showing off his bulge as he walked toward her. He’d have fun breaking her. “You’re okzy?” He lowered his gaze to her crotch, grinning.

[chiefbasementcreator]

(JxF) she had little to as in form of talking, as the screams were the most prominent thing on her mind. Feeling it grind against every part of her inside, she shivered and shook from the ripples being pushed through her. Suddenly Jack let go of her arms, then grabbed her head, sticking 2 fingers into her mouth, forcing it open, as he used that grip to fuck her harder. Her arms and legs rendered useless, swung with every thrust, drool running from her mouth as she released streams of her nectar.

Jack smirked, feeling her drenched thigs rubs against his balls with each thrust, a pool of her cum forming on the mat as he used her, her body bulging. She felt amazing as he used her, seeing her drool runs down her chin, landing on her chest.

[chiefbasementcreator]

(JxF) Fareeha now stood naked, her arousal no longer hidden. She looked at him, thinking over what he had said. Even if it wasn't true, it was a lifelong dream. But still she was not gonna let herself become like her mother, she was in control, remembering a lesson her mother taught her once. "Ok Jack, I can't hide my want, need for you but one rule, break it and I will leave forever" she sucked on her index and middle finger on both hands, turned around spreading and lubing her ass up for him.

Jack smirked, holding back a chuckle. She really was like her mother, telling him her pussy was off-limit. Oh well, he’d break her like he had broken her. He nodded, taking his pants off, rubbing his tip against her star, slowly sliding it inside her, feeling her stretch around him.

[chiefbasementcreator]

(JxF) Hearing Jack say that, made all kinds of kinks turn to max in her mind. She slowly tried to suppress the effect the words she had fantasised about since she first saw her mother and Jack together. Always calling her little girl, throwing birthday parties for her, being there for talks. Her mother had not been a help in that regards, once having told her, Jack would be the closest to a father she could want. Her wearing one of jack's oversized shirts, still dripping his essence didn't help.

He walked to her, kissing her deeply, hands roaming over her. “My baby girl.” He whispered, smirking. “I know you’ve been wanting it for a long time.”