George is Distracted

George groaned in desperation to cum, looking down at his rejuvenated neighbour and her daughter as they pawed at each other, making out and lapping at his cock as he desperately stroked it trying to release a load across his cum hungry audience.

"Where's George?" The voice jarred at him, calling his frenzied mind back from its arousal induced sexual hunger. Turning away from his slutty neighbours he continued to stroke his cock as he gazed upon Cheryl, her body silhoueted in the door frame across the still unlit room.

As the light switched on George paused for a moment, his lurid mind having papered over her silhouette with thoughts of her youthful face, and hair. The woman he fell in love with, and made love with, not the one he had been with long into their aged years.

Cheryl was frozen in shock. Her husband was no where to be seen, but standing in the doorway to the patio was the vision of a man from her memory. The shock of seeing the thick hair, face, and body that lacked the years of their marriage together.

The shock of that kept her frozen, not realizing the 10" cock he aggressively jerked on while staring at her.

Hands began to slide across him from behind, Melissa and her mother kissing their ways along George's body as they weaved across him like ivys spreading across walls.

Watching the shifting look on Cheryl's face they both giggled at the increasing shock of their presence and actions as they dawned on her.

"I know what you're thinking George." Magda luridly whispered kissing along George's shoulder, affirming to Cheryl that this was indeed her husband. "You're wondering what happened to the woman you fell in love with."

"I think you can make her better." Melissa uttered nibbling on his side, one hand splaying out around the base of George's cock.

"I think we can all make her better." Magda added nibbling on George's ear as Cheryl began to dart from the room.

George was feeling confused, his body ached for pleasure. His cock burning to plunge deeply into any warm moist orifice it could find on offer. But his mind was wondering what he was doing. Was this just a dream? When was the last time he dreamed? What was he doing? How could he not remember what Magda used to look like? How could he forget what his wife looked like now?

He watched as Cheryl fled the room not sure why she was running, he knew he had cheated on her. But she didn't even seem to recognize him. He slowly stopped stroking his cock, gazing at his body. Marveling at the returned youth, he couldn't believe his abs. He questioned what was becoming of him.

A scream jerked his head up from the abyss of darkness that had encompassed his senses. Cheryl lay screaming in the hallway by the living room, tackled to the ground by Melissa and Magda. She cried for help, the phone she was running for sitting on an end table not ten feet from her.

Melissa and Magda rubbed their still moist bodies against her, drying what might be left of the pool from their bodies on her night gown as they began ripping it away, exposing the elderly woman's body for their hands, lips, and tongues to explore.

As Magda pinned down the woman's wrists and weighted herself atop Cheryl. She began suckling on the woman's sagging deflated looking breasts. Her daughter meanwhile perched herself at Cheryl's throat, one hand pinning down the terrorized woman's head as her other hand played with her clit provoking juices to come forth, trying to lure the woman with the scent of her pussy.

George staggered forward, torn between the temptation of try fucking into Magda's ass, and the distressed calls from his wife.

What was he thinking? George charged forward feeling his rejuvenated energy and vigor seem to drain with every step as he lunged into his two neighbours knocking them both off of his wife.

Scrambling to her feet Cheryl darted back towards the pool, she stood no chance trying to use the phone here. As she got outside she soon felt herself flung, flying through the air, the last tatters of the robe clenched around her released as she hit the pools water.

Melissa laughed for a moment as she slowed her pace, and began stepping back down into the water. George might have taken her and her mother by surprise, but they still had youth, demonic speed and strength in their favour.

Cheryl gasped for breath scrambling to recover from the unexpected dive into the water, as she lengthened out to swim for the far end of the pool she screamed as a hand took hold of her ankle, pulling her back.

"We tried to do this the easy way," Melissa started scolding, as Cheryl gasped still recovering her breath, struggling to get free. "But now you've got the hard choice."

Cheryl was feeling herself weaken, her body not as strong as it used to be, her adrenaline starting to fail her struggle as her stamina was running out.

"So drown, or suck what little air you can from my pussy." Melissa finished spinning the old woman around and pinning her under the water, her face tucked tightly between Melissa's legs.

Magda stood on the pool deck as George stumbled out, his cock still rigid, his mind slightly less frenzied by the earlier sexual temptation that had snuck up on him.

"Don't mind them Georgie. Let us get back to that pleasure you were having. Melissa will be done with your wife shortly." Magda invited seductively strutting over to her neighbour amused by what her daughter had done.

Cheryl was giving her soul up shortly, the only question was how damned it would be.