I desperately wanted to fuck her. I needed my cock unlocked. Ann slowly regained her exposure. She opened her eyes and leaned forward, grabbed my hair... pulled my head down between her legs and demanded that I eat her pussy. She held my face hard against her pussy. At times I could even breathe. Then boom, she pushed me away and got out of bed and walked away. I wondered what the hell had just happened.The very next day she told me to get into position again. She rarely masturbated more than. She shampooed my hair and conditioned it, rinsing it realwell. Auntie then used some gel and little papers then rolled my hairon rollers of different sizes. My whole head was covered in curlers!She put some cotton in my ears then she put a hair net on my head tiedit in the back and lowered a big hairdryer over it. I was glad for thecotton in my ears because this machine made a lot of noise! Auntie gaveme a hairstyling magazine to read I saw many different styles and somewere real pretty but I. The old man was dead, the thing Brigitte saw in her bedroom was a zombie!The lifeless body reached out with one hand and removed the covers and throw them through the door into the hallway. With a fast move of his other hand, Brigitte couldn't react at all, he grabbed her negligee ripped it from her body and throw it out of the room too. Brigitte was sitting on the bed, frozen from fear and made nothing to cover her big naturally boobs, still fighting the gravity, or her neatly trimmed. Her breathing was heavy through our kissing while panting and moaning at the same time. I pushed my hands under her shoulders and held on to her body as I thrusted long, deep and hard in to my auntie. I could feel our body’s rubbing together and pushing down on to her clit, then I felt her fingers on my back.I started to moan, knowing the inevitable was about to happed; I could feel the spunk boiling up in my balls and broke our kiss.“Should I pull out,” I panted“No just come in me,” aunt Sally.