Circumstances change... dramaticly.

Tom crawled across the soiled carpet of the lounge room to climb atop the semi-conscious prone form of Holly; the diminutive blonde bimbo in the mockery of a schoolgirl outfit with gargantuan tits. His red rimmed eyes staring down at her over-inflated bouncers as his perpetually hard cock jerked and throbbed in angry need for more, it's pulsating tip spurting a thick shot of precum across her bare silken thighs and knee high white socks.

Her little white blouse hard been torn open some time ago, buttons scattered to release that epic expanse of tit-flesh that rested upon her petite frame topped with twin rosy nipples that even now still stood erect and pebbled, gently leaking that sweet lactate Tom craved so intensely. Her tiny pleated schoolgirl skirt, already too short to entirely cover her tight athletic ass was pooled up around her narrow waist now leaving her sweet bare pussy exposed to him as she lay there; knees spread apart, moaning and cooing softly for him like some nympho pin-up model talking in their sleep.

Moving desperately to position his aching manhood between her thighs he dropped his mouth over straining nipples, groaning as another flood of flavorsome breast milk filled his mouth as he suckled deep. His mouth had been drier than the Sahara and he not been so utterly parched he might have questioned how it was physically possible these ravenous sexpots all continued to produce the vast quantity of the fluid he needed so much.

For that matter, had he been rational he might have puzzled at the prodigious amount of seed that he had, and still was, producing as her incredible flavor prompted him to shiver and blast another wad of hot precum across the XXX-girl's smooth trim belly. Had his cock not been a raging lance of steeling hardness, the eternal desire for endless carnal gratification and raw animal fucking he might have jokingly conjectured that, rather than preparing to blow another huge sticky load inside a cock-hungry beauty for the umpteenth time today, it should be coughing out dust and falling off at this point... but it wasn't.

His skin and muscles felt alight with a heady mixture of a painful molten fire and glorious singing ecstasy that made it impossible to think as he continued to suck teat and blindly fumbled with his cock that was bigger and thicker than he could ever recalled it being previously, trying to position it at the entrance to the little schoolgirl sluts tight, hungry pussy.

"Here Tom, my Love... Let me help you with that."

The voice was smooth, beyond sultry and filled with more sexual promise than anything he had in his life, like a siren's song out of myth. It was compassionate, understanding, empathetic of his plight and and full of the desire to help him - all weaved together and sung into existence by some sinful celestial choir.

On some level he had sensed her presence even before he registered her sweet, sordid tone or the unbelievable feeling of her skin sliding into contact with his own. If he was a blazing, all consuming bonfire fated to flare bright before burning out then her presence was that of warm soothing sunlight on a idyllic summers day.

Gentle bountiful softness came in contact with his heaving sweaty back, a sweet aroma of blooming flowers and fresh baked cookies wafted over him as an impossibly soft hand reached around him to brush away his own and grip his furiously twitching tool with smooth, silken fingers.

There was something about the sensation of that simple gentle touch alone, something so perfect and so right that set off an abrupt explosion of pleasure at his very core and with a loud grunt, muffled around Holly's erupting nipple, he came immediately and rapturously. His maddened, over-engorged cock shot rope after sticky rope of cum down across Holly's slender hips, her shining thighs, the V-line of her pretty pelvis and the across the crest of her sweet young mound - it seemed endless and the hopelessly insatiable XXX-schoolgirl reveled in it sleepily, smearing it and scooping it into herself as she gasped and shuddered climatically beneath him.

Releasing the teens tight teat, Tom threw his head back with a shocked gasp, pulled in great gulps of air as he craned his pounding head about to take in the vision of divinity that he felt with such sudden certainty had kneeled behind him.

What was this creature that could spark such a sudden and visceral response in his aching, thrumming balls? Who was this presence that had him growing harder than titanium in her heavenly grasp? His swimming vision came sharply into focus as he half turned in her sensual embrace and looked into the gently smiling angelic visage of...

Mrs Hope?!

The woman... no, the word "woman" fell utterly short; the Goddess before him caused his wildly beating heart to stutter and his jaw to fall slack. The mere woman that had been Mrs Pamela Hope; his life-long neighbor turned voluptuous bimbo temptress, last seen writhing on the floor in sexually deprived agony... was gone. In her place was something more.

Pamela was now close to divinity made flesh and dear Jesus - what flesh it was! Her flawless skin had turned from tanned bronze to a hue that was almost golden and radiated a soft glow that bespoke- no, it screamed of good health and a soothing lover's warmth. Where ever her exquisite flesh came into contact with his own, the skinship balmed the pain and banked the raging fires within his muscles.

Her hair tumbled like a cascading waterfall of the richest Belgian chocolate in long ringlets and curling locks down her gracefully arched back to puddle glossily around her dainty kneeling feet and show-stopping ass. Tom almost spurted again at imagining the feel of those shining locks so thick and lustrous that he could probably grab great handfuls of them and slide his cock through them to quick, blissful climax.

Her dazzling eyes captured and held his own; glowing green and pale as the most vibrant jade speckled through with motes of gold. She parted her full, pouty, perfect kissable lips in a smile that radiated such passion, promise and devotion that it cut through the lusty haze that muddled his mind like a ray of sunshine streaming down through parted clouds to burn away the fog.

He badly wanted to kiss those gorgeous lips and lose himself in their pillowy softness, hell he wanted to fuck those sexy goddam lips and feel their moist magnificence wrapped around his ever-cumming cock!

Her face was serene, beatific, a sculpted masterpiece of high cheek bones, aquiline nose, noble brow and softly defined jaw line that would have had a renaissance master snapping their paint brushes in two as they wept at the briefest glimpse of her radiance.

Even in a XXX-infected world where there are outrageously beautiful women of every race and variety, ranging from classical to downright pornographic, even in this new mixing bowl of unbearable attraction and seduction Pamela Hope stood out above it all like brightest diamond in the filthiest sweeps ear!

Tom couldn't stop staring. Staring and cumming as she smiled her ten thousand kilowatt smile straight into his tormented soul as she gently, expertly pumped her delightfully warm hand up and down his dribbling shaft, coating poor ecstatic Holly below with ever more of his hot seed. His male refractory period was a thing of the past but he didn't notice, he didn't see any of it, couldn't see any of it. All there was... was HER.

"Tom..."

Her face was so close to his now, he could taste her warm sweet breath against his own cracked lips which he instinctively licked.

" Tom ..." She repeated and her voice was a lovers most intimate caress, "We need you, she needs you... please stay with us. We need more."

She turned him back towards the blonde XXX-infected schoolgirl and he was powerless to resist her. Looking down at Holly only now seeing her writhing in a widening puddle of his potent smelling cum. it was all over the girl; coating her slender thighs and flat belly, dripping in hot white rivulets down her mountainous tits, mixing with the milk from her hard nipples and even smeared across her chin as she shakily fed herself with cum coated fingers. Each taste of him racking her body with greater and greater climax.

She was a hot, sticky mess but with her shining eyes and glowing cheeks, she never looked happier.

Tom sighed in relief as the Pamela goddess slid her body up against his sweaty back, molding herself against him. Her spectacular tear shaped breasts pillowing out delightfully across his shoulder blades, her sumptuous wide hips and svelte pelvis, that gave the lie to any other XXX-sluts claim to fertility, pushing forward against his ass. Even her graceful thighs pressed up against the back of his own as she tried to paint her celestial self onto his quaking body and everywhere she touched he was blessed with relief from the agony in his muscles, everywhere she touched just felt... right. As though she belonged with him, next to him, under him...

Her head rested on his broadening shoulder and she turned her angelic face up to his to nibble at his stubbled jawline, cooing and mewling with soft pleasures as her cascade of hair fell across his side bathing him in its exotic scent and silken touch. All the while her hand had never left his twitching manhood, stroking and sliding masterfully. Keeping him painfully erect even as his own seed coated his shaft and her clever, perfectly manicured fingers like thick, white plasm.

"Please Tom, we need you. We need all of you, to be with us- owning us forever" her stroking hand ran a thumb across his tip before angling him down between the school-sluts legs.

Pressing her divine body against his back, something soft and moist pressing against an ass cheek as she guided his hips forward with her own. Guiding him into little blonde Holly with her whispering words of encouragement sizzling hotly in his ear.

"Fill her completely Tom my Love, my Master. Fill her up and bring me my first Sister, someone to love and worship you as I do. Someone to treat you as you and only you deserve. Fill her for me my King! Take her and make her ours!"

Tom couldn't think anymore and just groaned in overwhelmingly relief as she slipped his over-stimulated hard-on into the little blondes tight teen pussy. Then with Pamela Goddess's hands sliding across his body to grip his powerful hips she began to thrust him in and out of the XXX-girl, setting a deliriously slow, smooth rhythm. All the while she remained plastered to his back, their bodies moving together as though skillfully choreographed, her intoxicating scent everywhere, her hot mouth moaning, cooing and nibbling his ear as they fucked Holly together...