A man around 50 appeared behind the bar and, after a short look around, approached their table. "Good evening, ladies. I hope you like my little place.... It's good to see new faces, at least one..." he grinned at Michelle and then at Susan, "...not meaning to offend you. You both look stunning if this comment is allowed." He beamed even more, but in a friendly retentive way. "Ohhh, you are such a charmer! Thank you!" Susan answered for both of them. "Just a minute, ladies, I will be right back. Long fake eyelashes hadbeen attached to my own, and my eyes themselves were done up witheyeliner and a pink to glittery blonde eyeshadow ombr? that matched myhair. I blinked and examined my doll like features quizzically, I coulddefinitely identify the man behind the mask like make up, but at a quickglance I looked every bit the Disney channel starlette. Disturbingly,despite the shower, my eye makeup seemed totally intact. I rubbed waterinto the pinkish blush on my cheeks to see what would. I could taste the combined juices of our mating, as I kissed her back. Later, she told me to return the following week for more tutoring, joking that we just might get in some algebra before the end of the semester. My reverie was interrupted, by a young lady opening the door. “Yes. Can I help you? “ she asked. Standing in front of me was a young clone of Claire. Trying not to stare, I stuttered, “Is this the home of Claire Eastwood?” Turning her head, she called to no one in particular, “Mom!. She was moaning aaahhh ooohhhh continuously and I was not even blinking the eye. I can masturbatte to the imagination of that sight if I ever think about it. It was so hot. She slowed down and with a crushed voice told me that it was awsome. My dick was also pouring juices. I came close to her and she grabbed me and kissed me like hell. Not even letting me breathe.So tight it was. I hugged her tightly so did she. Our bodies were touching and my dick was touching her lower boobs. After a few.