I was almost at the door of the hotel room. I paused. Could I hear her inside? Had she even figured out her mistake yet? I knocked.When she opened the...door, Rachel looked great. A black sheath dress, high heels, understated jewelry. Black hose or stockings. No perfume. Her hair was carefully coiffed. Maybe she wasn't too worried about it getting excessively mussed, since I was so polite. She produced a radiant smile. She looked fucking fantastic. “Nick, I'm ready for my tune-up.”I didn’t answer. Eagerly he started to thrust his ass, driving his giant cockshaft into her pussy. Margaret whimpered and bit her lip as her wet cunt hole stretched to admit his cock. Oh God, Henry, youve got such a big one! Margaret released his cock, now that there was no longer any danger of it slipping out. Instead she concentrated on her wiggling, humping motions, doing her best to help her inexperienced nephew shove his cock all the way up her cunt. Does it feel good, Henry? You like fucking Aunt. After I'd removed the condom she pleasured me into an orgasm by sucking my cock, which I love, and then she allowed me to spray semen over her breasts.One thing was certain; she was no lesbian.The taxi was only a few minutes late and so we had no chance to chat, she said she'd definitely be booking again so I must have pleased her.At home, I headed for the bath and a soak. I had just taken my bathrobe off prior to getting dressed when mom came into my bedroom and asked me if I'd care for some. I’ll give her a call. Kevin can cover for her; it’s been slow,” he said, and he sighed.“This is one meeting that might take a while, a long while,” she said.“Hopefully not,” he said. “Hopefully not.”“Well, you can hope. I can hope. Everybody can hope. But in the end, what we have to do is be really convincing; and I am not at all that certain that we can be. Still, I guess we’ll know soon enough. So, okay, we give Candace a heads up,” she said.Lunch was grilled cheese sandwiches; well, they.