Chapter 525 Blushing Face
Kevin saw Florence standing in front of him, hands raised above her head, constantly moving. Her ample breasts in front of her chest kept swaying, just a few centimeters away from his face. He could even smell the strong scent of a woman, and he instinctively took a deep breath, his face turning slightly red as if he had been drinking.
"Your hair texture is pretty good, just a bit of dandruff. I'll wash your hair for you later," Florence said with a smile. Feeling a bit out of reach, she leaned forward again, almost pressing her breasts against Kevin's face. The front end of the meaty mass in her black tank top lightly brushed against Kevin's slightly dry lips.
The warm sensation made Kevin's face flush, and the blood in his body started to boil. The bulge in his pants quickly hardened, pitching a tent. He quickly closed his legs tightly together, but felt something bulging against his knees. Looking down, he saw his knees pressing against Florence's lower body. The soft and plump feeling quickly ignited his desire.
Just as Kevin was feeling uncomfortable and on the verge of breaking down, Florence stood up straight and continued trimming his hair from behind. Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, but felt two warm and soft mounds rubbing against his back, making him feel hot all over. If he hadn't ejaculated twice at noon, he might have ejaculated right now.
Fortunately, Florence's haircutting skills were very skilled, and she finished cutting Kevin's hair in a few minutes. She then used an electric trimmer to tidy up his temples and asked with a smile, "How is it? I'm pretty good, right?"
Looking in the mirror, Kevin did look much more refreshed than before. The barber he had been to before, a state-owned barber shop, was not very skilled and often left his hair uneven. He only went there because it was cheap.
"Alright, let me wash your hair again," Florence asked Kevin to lie down by the sink, wet his hair with hot water, squeezed some shampoo into her palm, and lathered it up on Kevin's head.
With his eyes closed, Kevin felt Florence's slender fingers playing with his hair, gently scratching his scalp. It was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep. He didn't expect that washing his hair could be so enjoyable, almost like the feeling after having sex and ejaculating, making him feel dizzy and reluctant to move.
Florence handed Kevin a clean towel to dry his hair, while she picked up a dustpan and bent over to sweep up the hair scraps that had fallen on the floor. The black butterfly tattoo on her lower back was revealed again, looking even more charming against her fair skin.
As Kevin dried his hair, he stared at Florence's tattoo on her waist. The more he looked, the more itched he felt. Although Florence had some facial resemblance to Evelyn, she was not as beautiful as Evelyn, nor did she have Evelyn's crystal-clear skin. But with the addition of the black butterfly tattoo, she exuded a touch of allure that made him unable to resist inappropriate thoughts.
"Kevin, are you done with your haircut?" Suddenly, Albert yawned as he walked out of the inner room, stretching as if he had just taken a nap inside.
"You brat, did you sleep on my bed again?" Florence turned to look at Albert, angrily saying, "You always make my blanket smell bad. Didn't I prepare a steel bed for you?"
"Auntie, your bed is comfortable, and the blanket smells good." Albert said with a smile, "I fell asleep as soon as I lay down."
"Get out of here, every time you come, you just mess with me." Florence glared at Albert, "If you dare to sleep on my bed again, I'll spank you. Got it?"
Although she scolded him harshly, everyone could see that Florence doted on Albert, not really angry at all.
"Alright, Auntie, do you want to spank me now?" Albert was not afraid at all, but instead teased Florence.
"You little brat, you're asking for it." Florence angrily picked up a broom next to her, pretending to hit Albert. Albert turned around and tickled her under the armpits, and the two of them immediately tangled up.
Watching Albert and Florence being so intimate, Kevin couldn't help but feel a bit jealous. Why didn't he have such a charming aunt like her?
Kevin's mother, Bethany, was from another county and rarely visited her family. After Kevin's father passed away, the interactions between relatives decreased, making him sigh at the fickleness of human relationships.
Kevin had no siblings, only Albert as his best friend. He actually hoped to have an older female companion to play with. Although he now had Audrey, a sexy cousin, Audrey was more reserved and behaved like a school teacher, unlike Albert's aunt who was carefree and playful.
Florence was tickled by Albert until she was weak, with no strength left. Soon, Albert had her pinned down, with her round thighs still kicking. She giggled, her chest heaving and breasts trembling, the hem of her black tank top rolling up to reveal her white belly. There was even a shiny pearl belly button ring, swaying gently with her flat abdomen's movements.
Kevin's eyes widened. If tattoos weren't surprising enough, he had only seen belly button rings on adult websites. Albert's aunt was indeed quite avant-garde. He wondered what other novelties she had on her body.
But Florence was Albert's aunt, and he probably wouldn't have a chance. Kevin felt a bit regretful. Among the women around him, except for Evelyn, who was mostly school teachers, dignified and lacking in charm, there was no one like Florence, a charming woman who made people itch with desire. Vanessa was a bit similar to Florence, but Vanessa was too flirtatious and had a heavy mind, unlike Florence, who was open, natural, and alluring without being vulgar.
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