As the milita’s ace pilot Jack Cooper stepped into his barracks, he could hear the sound of Sarah and Raven having sex once more. There was a time where he might have thought that the sound was just Sarah masturbating, but now he knew better, as if the occasional low grunt from Raven wouldn’t clarify the truth either way. Stepping into the corridor leading to their bunk, Jack paused for a moment, hesitating to go any further, and then figured he should press on. He had to leave some of his jump-kit batteries in the room, anyway, and there was a part of him that had gotten used to the idea of Raven helping himself to Sarah just about whenever he wanted.
Still, that didn’t make it hurt any less as Jack entered the room properly and saw Raven squatting down a little in front of the cot whilst Sarah lay with her head over the edge and her face pressed between the cheeks of Raven’s ass. When Jack first walked in, Sarah had been rimming Raven with all the effort that she could expend; long, hard sucks to the hole itself before thoroughly tongue-fucking the mercenary’s tight behind, but when Jack walked into the room and Raven caught his gaze, the freelancer suddenly smirked and began to grind back against Sarah. Long strokes ensured that Sarah’s lips and tongue were being ground from the tip of Raven’s crack all the way down to the base of his ballsack.
Sarah had been so caught up in what was happening that she didn’t even notice Jack enter the room, but as Raven ground his hips back and his balls settled against her lips, her eyes opened and she caught Jack’s gaze. At one point, she would have been embarrassed to see him while Raven was using her like this, but no more. Now, she only closed her eyes again and resumed what she had been doing before.
Upon exiting the room he said to himself, “Since Raven-sama’s fucking my Sarah that means I continue wagecucking for BT’s maintenance! YABBA DABBA DOO I’m a happy puppy cuck!”