Commentry on a glazed Sam; a new arrival.

Kathy and Alyssa, each situated on either side of Ian?s slick, throbbing cock, which was still pulsating with the aftershocks of his extraordinary orgasm, smiled at each other widely. Neither of them was willing to release the hot, slippery tube from the hand that they had it in, and were still firmly jerking the rigid length, but looking at the cumdrenched Sam attempting to clear her eyes of the deluge of jizz made both girls especially pleased with their handiwork. To this end, they high-fived each other victoriously, their palms slapping together in front of Ian?s muscled abdomen.

?That?s what I call a direct fucking hit!? said Alyssa.

?That?s the sort of painting I like in art class!? added Kathy.

The palms of the girls? hands smacked together with a wet squelching sound, and when Alyssa and Kathy tried to draw their hands apart they noticed it was a little difficult. Upon closer examination they discovered that the flats of them were stuck together with a number of dollops of cum, and as they drew their digits apart a thick web of semen had stuck their hands together. As they played with the expanding strands of jizz, attenuating and slipping off their fingers and looping off their wrists, they locked eyes with intense smiles of satisfaction dominating their faces, and then looked up at Ian in adoration. Just looking at the pair?s interactions was enough to keep Ian hard, despite the fact they were both jacking him furiously again.

?You got fucking blasted, girl!? Kathy exclaimed triumphantly to Sam, whose biggest problem now was the lumps of cum that were resting on her lustrously long and thick eyelashes, the cumfrosted hairs nearly sealing her eyes shut every time she blinked, which she did a copious amount of times as she tried to clear them. Kathy then reached her sticky index finger out to the saturated Asian, who was batting and fluttering her eyelashes, and twined the long rope of cum that was hanging from her friend?s jaw around it before pulling it back and feeding it into her own mouth.

?Yummy,? said Kathy, ?you?re like a mobile buffet.?

Sam angled her face on the side when she looked at Kathy in response to her comment and smiled, dimples decorating her jizz-blasted face. ?Young, dumb, and covered in cum. You sure didn?t hold back there, sir.?

Ian breathed out, scarcely able to credit the extent of the massive sperm-barrage that he had rocketed out onto the smiling young Asian. ?Well,? he ventured, ?your asshole is like a dream, Sam, but it was the sight of your tits that pushed me over the edge.?

Sam?s expression turned to one of pride, her mouth curling into a satisfied smirk. She clasped the palm of her hands under her boobs and weighed the slick globes in them, arching her back as she did so. ?These babies?? she asked.

Her massive, frosted mounds dripped with cum and resembled two prodigiously-sized scoops of vanilla ice-cream that had just begun to melt. As for her astonishing fetish-dress, each of the black laces that hung across her abdomen that had been pulled downwards to accommodate her boobs now was part of a further latticework that was comprised of random lashings of cum that had been superimposed on top. Her bare shoulders and collarbone were now adorned with generous splashes and lines of cum that were now resting haphazardly on her flesh.

Ian instinctually stepped forward a pace and smacked his cock hard between Sam?s pair of cumdrenched globes, the slippery pillar of turgid, vein-ripped flesh sliding neatly between the boobed Asian?s huge spheres. Sam squealed in delight as Ian began to pump his thick log between her sperm-lubed globes.

?Don?t leave me out, sir,? announced Alyssa, biting her lower lip in theatrical worry, ?these two sluts got their treat. Now I want mine!?

Ian was in no mind to deny her. He extracted his dick from the busty Asian?s extraordinarily pert cleavage, who let out a little moue of disappointment, and then turned, grabbed Alyssa by the waist and carried her down towards the teacher?s desk, whereupon he placed her on her back, adjacent to the recumbent Miss Stark, also on her back on the desk, noisily slurping on two thick teenage dicks.

Grinning, Ian slapped his slick member with a wet smack against Alyssa?s latex-corset covered belly and proceeded to reach down, grasp his pair of pulsating balls and feed them past the blonde teenager?s sopping pussy lips. Ian?s dick was so now huge and engorged that the heavy head made its way up to rest against the black laces of Alyssa?s shiny black boobtube.

At this point Ian felt a tap on his shoulder. Kathy and Sam were on their kneed on the raised platform in the centre of the room, laughing at they swapped Ian?s cum between them. There was so much of it that it was likely to take them a while. Ian turned. What he saw took his breath away.

?My name?s Vicky,? a blonde girl said, ?can I be of any help, sir??

Ian groaned. Vicky had long tresses of slightly wavy blonde hair with that was graduated in layers to chestnut undertones. She was wearing four silvers bracelets, one around each wrist and two attached to her biceps. She was wearing a stretchy, elasticated vest top with slim straps that went over her shoulders, leaving the rest of them bare.

The vest very nearly made it down so that it very nearly covered the bottom of her massive, perfectly rounded boobs. Ian knew that Vicky?s boobs were perfectly rounded because the entire middle of the garment has a cutaway section, with only five strands of the thin, elasticated material stretching from one side of the gaping hole to the other. The result was that the entire inner curves of Vicky?s fabulous cleavage could be seen, with even the innermost tips of her areolas poking into the picture.

Vicky?s toned midriff was exposed, and she was wearing a thick shiny silver belt that held her skirt up. Vicky turned around to give Ian the benefit, and Ian noticed that her skirt was a matching garment to the vest top; immodestly short and stretchy, when Vicky turned around he could see that the back of the skirt had a hole in it as well, and the cut open section, which ran from the outermost contours of her award-winning ass, had three strands of material stretching across, holding it together, but most of all displaying a pair of perfect asscheeks.

Ian?s eyes turned up to the top of his head. He was going to cum. Alyssa probably deserved his load (and had asked first), but Vicky?s appearance demanded some kind of appreciation.