[Stop stroking]
You’re confused but at least, no more edging between her devilishly pleasurable tits. You hear familiar voices but can’t yet move your head. Tripussy and Aphrodite appear, you‘re relieved and ask explanation.
APHRODITE: We’ve beaten Datacenter's guards, once inside, have sent the missing parts of a special code hide shattered in your precum to avoid to be noticed.
TRIPUSSY: This ‘virus’ can give a free hands orgasm, putting them KO, but only if their defenses were idle. This happened only when they thought to have won and after a long time of slow, incremental excitement.
YOU: Great, but I can’t yet move.
Aphrodite and Tripussy shall exchange a naughty glance and then stare your pulsing cock. You immediately stop them. They laugh, revealing that were joking. Aphrodite injects the antidote.