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He was very thorough, cleaning every nook and cranny of his blonde body and his hair, leaving him, as the water began to cool, feeling more like himself. He raised himself from the bath and questioned just how clean he really was when he noted the murky colour of the used bath water he had left behind. He would’ve preferred a second anime or even a third bath, but he was no longer in any position to make demands. Instead, he opted to feel grateful for the one he had had and began to towel himself off. The girl returned while he was drying himself off, relieved to see him out of the bath and seeing to himself, seemingly pleased with his work. “Oh good! I was worried you’d be pruning, come come, we’re ready for you.” He frowned, uncertain as to just who she meant, fearing it could be Ariela he stepped cautiously from the bathroom through the silk drapings that hid the side room, the towel wrapped around his chest, the length hanging to his thighs. To his surprise, and delight, the girl and two others waited for him, all surrounding dresser and mirror set up, the chair in the middle of them all waiting for him. He swallowed and approached the trio, cautious. “Sit.” One of them said, her attitude surprisingly bright and her accent, like her olive skin, foreign, the lady who had directed him so far took a step back, leaving him to the exotic duo now around the mirror, letting him sit, still only in his towel. He sat and stared at himself in the mirror as the girls went about their work, one, it seemed, was working on his hair, the other he realised with a hint of regret, his makeup. Regretfully he closed his eyes as he felt their soft light fingers caress him, running through his hair accompanied by soft snips of scissors, while the other began to apply tiny touches of makeup, all the while the pair of them spoke in a language he didn’t recognise. It had only been ten or fifteen minutes before the woman both stopped creampie and he opened his eyes, dreading the worst. Before him was... Himself. He had expected his makeup to have dolled him up like a whore out seeking copper, but it had merely accentuated his existing features, and the haircut had merely cut away the growth, reducing and styling it so it was, honestly, in the cumshot style he had worn the most throughout his life. “No lipstick?” he asked, surprised, at least having expected that from Ariela with her renowned enjoyment of his lips Hardcore around her meat. One of the girls smirked softly and shook her head, “There’s a shortage of perfect lips in the world, it would be a shame to spoil yours with lipstick…” He didn’t respond, simply looking back at himself. It didn’t make much sense, that she would humiliate him by, in a way, restoring him to his best. Despite how pleased he felt for looking as he did, a suspicion still lingered in him, one that showed no sign of shifting. He didn’t trust Ariela, he merely couldn't figure out her motives. The two girls left him and, suddenly, he found himself once more alone. He watched himself in the mirror, the young handsome Prince looking back at him reminding him of glory years which were now, long past. “Mm there he is…” came a sultry voice from his doorway and he turned his head, anxious though not surprised to see Ariela standing in the doorway. Grinning she stepped forward and closed the door behind herself, leaving her with him, alone and as always, totally in her power. “There's the boy I fell madly in lust with... � � � Hey Mike, haven't seen or heard from you in a long time. her knees squeezing together against his sides. We wanted all our boys to grow up with healthy attitudes about sex; about how to properly treat women; and about the difference between love and lust. “Ouch!” I said as Sandra tightened it Hardcore a little too much. It was only a couple of minutes later when Lisa joined me in the water. She had been blonde stood in, what he thought to be, quite a conservative outfit compared to the girls he'd seen so far since his arrival. I couldn't take any more orgasms. It was too late to back creampie down now, and cumshot I knew it. I’m closing a plant in Montana and several members of that location might transfer to LA. I’m offering anyone assistance who chooses to transfer. “We’ll make sure we provide the needed attention and instruction,” joked George with his cock still in his hands. It reminded her of something she did once with two of her male college friends. I watched her closely for her anime reaction as i continued my rhythm between clit-flicking and sucking hard on her whole pussy mound.