FFF - Ch68

It can’t look like Shell is phoning it in, so she gets on her knees.

“Don’t get any ideas,” she warns Curio.

“Ideas like what?” Curio asks, stroking Shell’s hair. “That you might enjoy sexual activity? That you associate some sense of self-consciousness with performing oral sex? I assure you, I do not. Indeed, allow me to demonstrate.” Curio pulls Shell to her feet and gets down on her knees.

“Hmmm,” Jane says, watching with interest. She pulls lazily on her cock as Curio uses her tongue on a very red-faced Shell, who struggles to stay on her feet. Shell gasps, looks at Jane, then looks away.

“Point taken,” she says through gritted teeth.

Curio pulls back and wipes her mouth, then places her hand between Shell’s legs.

“As I was saying. What we’ve seen is the result of some intermediate step. It’s probable that there is a more development plan for dispersal, and that is likely to be Annette’s endgame.”

“You think she won’t let us go until we help her with her mission,” Jane says, enjoying the look on Shell’s face. Curio’s only using a single fingertip down there, but Shell is sweating and breathing hard.

“Complete global saturation,” Curio confirms. “I believe that’s likely.”

“Would that be so bad?” Jane asks. “Oh, and just for the look of things.” She moves over to Shell, grabs her chin, and kisses her. Shell shivers, then glares at her. Jane gets behind Shell, who stiffens and rises up on her toes when Curio slides a finger inside. Jane snuggles Shell from behind, rubbing their bodies together and playing with her boobs.

“We can’t blindly facilitate it without thorough consideration of the consequences. And I do not believe that Annette has given that component of all this its due,” Curio says.

“We have to stop her,” Shell pants.

“No. We aren’t her enemies,” Jane tells her, nuzzling her neck. She bites Shell’s earlobe, drawing a sharp breath. Her cock twitches against Shell’s taut buttocks. “Stopping her can be someone else’s job. We just can’t do it for her.”

“Agreed,” Curio murmurs, placing one hand on Shell’s belly while gently inserting two fingers.

“Fine,” Shell says breathlessly. “Then where do we draw the line?”

“Not where. When,” Curio corrects her. She leans forward and wraps her lips around Shell’s clit.

“When we have full control of the facility’s computer?” Shell asks shakily. “Ungh!” She grabs Curio’s head to steady herself. Curio stops using her mouth and licks her lips.

“Impossible, unfortunately. I can influence almost all of the systems, but without the central console, Annette will always have a backdoor.” Curio licks off her fingers. “Which I’m very keen to find.”

“I might have some ideas about that,” Shell says. She’s still got her hand on Curio’s head. “But first things first.”