This feel kinda mean to Mary

She was kinda drunk and had been on the back foot since Felicaite had appeared. "I know someone who could help you with those possibilities. Princess Mary has been more than accommodating to me this afternoon, I would hate to repay that kindness by not giving her my full attention." You said with a gregarious smile.

"And I thought you were good at spreading your attention." Mary said, slightly drunkenly to me. "I am more than able to give two people all the attention they need."

Uh Oh.

"I would be more than happy for your attention Princess Mary, if Lord Christopher is unable to provide his." Felicaite was not helping things.

"That isn't what I meant."

"I guess I have only ever seen you providing attention to one person at a time." Mary mused, leaning heavily on her elbow. "Maybe I just had a higher opinion of you than was earned."

"My attention is very spreadable. And far more lasting than yours." You said back to Mary out of reflexive habit. Why did you engage?

"Prove it." Mary said standing up and walking around the table to Felicaite. "Unless you think she deserves more attention than me." She reached down to grope at Felicaite's chest. "I've seen how, attentive you've been to Lady Felicaite already."

Felicaite leaned back in her chair to let Mary fondle her. "I am curious to experience both sexes. Though I am not sure what a woman can provide."

"Oh don't worry. When he's finished, I'll be here to show you how touch is actually supposed to feel." Mary had a smirk on her face and she stroked Felicaite's cheek.

Ok, drunk Mary is both horny and more combative than usual, to the point of pushing you into something you don't think sober Mary would be comfortable with. Good to know for future reference. "Your Highness, are you sure the Ambassador wouldn't like to speak your mother before any, possibilities are experienced." You really didn't want this to end with Aurora blaming you for not keeping her daughter in check, you're pretty sure that is the role she intended when she told you you were getting married.

"This won't affect my peoples relation with yours, I assure you." Felicaite said as Mary's other hand started groping her other boob. "Though it might encourage others to get the enhancement for, possibilities." The slight squeak of rubber on skin punctuated her sentence.

"My mum did want us to build relationships. And this is the only way I'm aware you ever build any." Mary's taunt was rather well aimed.

"And how long did it take you for you, 'build our relationship' when we met?" Your return serve made Mary lick her lips and pinch Felicaite's nipples tightly. Ok at this point it is pretty clear you are doing this. But the big issue is obvious. "Felicaite do you have any in-built lubricant?" Felicaite tilted her head for a moment which gave you the answer better than words could. "You might want to look into it for your next enhancement." You stood up and walked over. Mary staring you down as you did still playing with Felicaite's chest. She looked down at Felicaite's body and you followed her gaze.

The shiny black surface of the woman(?) gave her a certain alien allure. The golden symbols around her body added to the effect. You knelt down between Felicaite's legs and gently touched her thigh. The rubber felt like rubber, if warm rubber. It yielded to your fingers and sprung back, clinging to you when you dragged your fingers across it.

"I spent some time enjoying the texture." Felicaite might not have been hinting at you to move forwards but that is how you took it.

Between her thighs the solid black slit awaiting. And it was a slit, a perfect line you reach two fingers out a spread it wide. Inside was a smooth even shinier black with a single small hole on it. No clit or any other texture. Running a finger up and the slit elicited no response at all. Only when your finger tip pushed inside Felicaite did she respond by pushing her hips up.

"You'll have to forgive him, he's usually has more to work with." Mary said, smirking at you. "Need some help?" A hand left Felicaite's chest and moved down to play with a clit that wasn't there. "Huh?" She leaned further over Felicaite to try and see what was wrong with.

"Is something wrong?" Felicaite asked, looking between the two of you.

"I think she'll need a more visual answer." You said to Mary. "Unless you want to tell her why you are, lacking yet have, so much more to work with."

Mary raised an eyebrow at you and move Felicaite side instead of her back. She undid her pants and dropped them in a smooth motion, you had been a little hopeful there would be a bit more a tease but the sudden naked pussy at your head height meant there wasn't really any disappointment.

You let go of Felicaite slit and picked up her hand that had been resting on her thigh. "Be slow and gentle." You told her as you lifted her palm into Mary's clit.

Felicaite moved her palm around and Mary made a warning noise at how much it moved. She replaced your hand with hers, putting her fingers over Felicaite's.

"Strange." Felicaite said completely focused on Mary and not on you. You paid attention to what they were doing and tried to replicate it with your own fingers but there was no reaction. "What is this?" You heard Mary let out a sudden gasp. Pressing the same spot of Felicaite earned no such response.

"It's my clit." Mary moaned, "It feels very good when, ah, you touch it."

"Oh." Felicaite sounded very happy and moved her hand out of Mary's grasp.

Feeling kinda unobserved right now you went ahead and gave Felicaite's slit an experimental lick and yep. It tasted like rubber. Felicaite had no reaction and since you know where this is going you started gathering as much spit as you could to lubricate her.

You looked up to check Mary's enjoy of Felicaite's fingers only to see tragedy oncoming, yet unable to prevent it. Felicaite pinched Mary's clit and pressed it, hard.

Mary let out a muffled moan slash scream and jumped back cupping her crotch. "Fuuucccck." Mary moaned, only taking a moment to recover.

"It's very sensitive to touch, which means it can feel very good," you nodded at Mary, "or bad if it's too much."

Felicaite looked at Mary. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine," Mary returned to her spot. "But no more touching with fingers." She put a hand on Felicaite neck. "I want to feel your tongue." She pulled Felicaite's face towards her slit and you just had to watch to see what would happen since you knew something else. Felicaite didn't breathe and while she'd been speaking you'd never seen a tongue, you assumed her mouth was more for show than -

"FUCK YES!" Mary shouted putting her other hand on Felicaite's neck. "FUCK YOUR TONGUE IS SO LONG!"

Or Felicaite might have over compensated in the tongue department. Mary's hips shook and pulled back, exposing the long black tongue that was moving in and out of Mary's slit. Clearly Mary was wet enough for the rubber to not be an issue.

You looked at Felicaite's slit, now both shiny and glistening. You don't think you can get it any more lucubrated and there isn't anything around you could use. Mary and Felicaite were still very occupied with each other so, you guess you should proceed with some of those possibilities.