An urgent invitation

Before this went any further, you needed to act swiftly while your mind was still clear enough to think rationally. Ginger's stroking was steadily becoming more intense while Tawny's kisses on your neck and chest were growing much more passionate, and you were struggling to concentrate on the logistics for ensuring that your semen would be properly disseminated to the neediest Cunis. Thankfully, there was one occupant in the room that wasn't fixated on sex, and hopefully it could help. "MPAD-24, of the adult Cunis on board...which...uh...which," you stuttered.

Your focus had been diverted to the immense pleasure of your throbbing dick suddenly being engulfed by Ginger's mouth. Within moments, its swollen head was sliding past her tonsils and down into the moist warm depths of her throat. The pace of her head bobbing technique felt incredible, and at the rate she was going, it probably wouldn't take long before your next massive load was uncorked. You closed your eyes, enjoying the wonderful sensations of your Gargo cock penetrating in and out, ever more deeply into Ginger's esophagus. At the same time, Tawny continued rubbing her breasts and crotch against your body while stroking her hands over your torso and lustfully kissing you.

"Please restate the inquiry," interrupted MPAD-24.

Your floating companion's monotone voice was enough of a distraction to help divert your focus back to the issue of feeding the other bunny girls. "Of the adult Cunis on board the Starpoint, which ones are currently lacking the highest amount of semen for their dietary needs?" you asked quickly, before Ginger or Tawny stole your attention away for good.

"Holly has not eaten anything in the past day and has the highest need for semen. Belle has been consuming less than her allocated amount and has the next highest need. The other adult Cunis have met or surpassed their minimum semen requirements within the past day." With the word 'surpassed', MPAD-24 turned slightly as if gesturing to Ginger and Tawny, and it's voice even seemed to change inflection slightly. Perhaps it could be programmed to sound less machine-like, but now was not the time to ponder that.

There didn't appear to be any suitable containers nearby, and it seemed doubtful that either of the cousins would be willing to pause the encounter long enough to find one. The only alternative was to bring the other Cunis here quickly. "MPAD-24, please invite Holly and Belle to join us, and tell them it's urgent!" you ordered.

By now, Ginger was deepthroating nearly your entire shaft, and soon her lips would reach the nerve bundle at the base of your transplanted Gargo cock. To accommodate the length and motion, she leaned forward with her legs spread and knees bent while her hands gripped your hips for balance. In the process, her head bobbing had increased both in speed and range of motion. Meanwhile, Tawny had dropped into a squatting position beside her cousin with one hand rubbing your abdomen, and the other hand playfully squeezing your enlarged scrotum.

After a few more minutes, Ginger had reached a frantic pace, and with each oscillation her lips began to tighten more around your aching cock. As she stimulated the nerves at the base, you could barely hold back, but you maintained just enough focus to keep from going past your limit. With each passing second, Ginger's fellatio and Tawny's rubbing and squeezing became almost impossible to endure, and you wondered how long it would take before Holly or Belle arrived. If they didn't get here soon, Ginger and Tawny would soon be getting a second helping of your semen.