You sure as hell try

You're in no hurry now. Yes, your balls ache with need but you've got your face buried between a cute girl's thighs and she's moaning your name. You figure the key on this one is not to blow it. Especially as four other hot girls are all watching.

Just for a second, you imagine what you would have said if someone, just a few weeks ago, had told you you'd be in this situation. You would have accused him of being delusional, at best.

Once again, you realize that, whether your fuck-science works or not, you have, someone or other, hacked the sim. You've changed your reality for the better. Of course, if fuck-science doesn't work, it's certainly possible that the hack will rebound on you. But for now, you're more interested in making sure Stacy has a good time than you are in any long term consequences.

You run your thumb over her tight asshole as you continue kissing and nibbling on her pussy, working around her clit without pushing too hard. You want a buildup, not an abrupt over-stimulation.

"Oh, god, Mike," she groans. "Put it in me."

Yeah, sure. Eventually.

Rather than going directly to dick-work, you slide your thumb into her asshole, squeezing it against where your finger rubs her G-spot.

She spasms.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Crystal is rubbing her own twat, keeping time with your licks. Charlotte's face is red and her breathing hard and fast. It looks like Anna and Mara are busy with their instruments, but, as you watch, Anna grabs one of her own tits and gives it a squeeze even as she keeps her attention on her computer screen. You wonder if she even knows she's doing it.

Not that you have much attention to spare for the other women. Until...

"Can... can I help?" Charlotte's little-girl voice breaks through Stacy's moans.

"I... I guess." Stacy says.

What the hell? Are you going to get cock-blocked AGAIN? Are the girls going to go off into lesbian happiness leaving you as roadkill on the route to happiness?