FFF - Ch67

Shell leans against the doorframe, arms folded, watching as though she finds two women kissing passionately with their hands in each other’s underwear only mildly diverting.

“In or out?” Jane asks, making her move. She wrestles Curio away from the desk and gets behind her, yanking her bra up to expose her chest. Jane cups them from behind and squeezes, smiling at Shell.

Shell is unimpressed. Or at least that’s how she looks. She closes the door.

“We’re safe to talk,” Curio says.

“Oh good,” Jane murmurs, nuzzling her neck. She pinches Curio’s nipples. Annette can still see, so they can’t just stand around and chat. “You should take those clothes off,” she suggests to Shell.

“You two going to make this worth my while?” Shell asks.

“Naturally,” Curio replies. Jane has to admire her poise under the circumstances.

Jane pulls Curio’s cock out of her panties and strokes it. Her own dick is nestled comfortably in the cleft of Curio’s bottom. Together, they watch Shell get naked. They’ve seen her naked before, but this is different.

Shell sees the way that they’re both gazing at her and blushes, just a little.

“I’m leading this dance,” she says, shaking a warning finger at them.

“Agreed,” Curio replies at once, and Jane wants to laugh. She’s gotten to know the other woman well enough that she can all but read her mind. As much as Curio likes to be on top, there’s something that she likes even more: knowledge. Letting Shell take the lead will tell them so much about her. Curio can’t help herself.

“I don’t need to be the only naked one,” Shell adds with a scowl.

Jane and Curio exchange a look. Two bras and one pair of panties fall to the floor.

Shell gazes at Jane’s panties, which are not even coming close to containing her erection.

“You can help,” Jane says.

“You’re enjoying this too much.”

“Maybe you aren’t enjoying it enough.”

Shell walks across the room and kneels, yanking Jane’s panties down to her ankles. Jane smirks, then winces as Shell flicks the head with a fingertip.

Shell stands up and grabs both cocks, fondling them gently.

“Now. What’s this about the sensors?” she asks, looking back and forth between Jane and Curio.

“Just what I said. We’re installing new ones in weird places,” Jane says, biting her lip. Shell isn’t trying very hard, but she knows how to handle a penis. “Are they to track us?”

“I don’t think so,” Curio replies. “Somewhere in this facility is the apparatus responsible for those creatures on the surface, but they’re inefficient at spreading this F-Virus that causes phallus development. Profoundly sub-optimal, considering Annette’s stated goals.”

Shell looks at Jane. “Is she like this when you two are doing it?”

“Sometimes,” Jane replies.