"Rachael simply smiled at me as I stumbled over myself. She obviously had this reaction from a lot of guys so she knew how to deal with it. She walked...in, looked around and sat down in one of the lounge chairs."I'm also sorry that we never had a chance to meet before this. My name isn't really Aunt Rachael, it's Rachael Willows, and I don't know what you were expecting so I hope that we can find some way to make this trip as easy on you as possible. I have no trouble taking the girls most of. I could hear him gently snoring in my ear as we laid there. Jerome took about an hours nap, when he awoke he patiently pulled his cock from my anus and told me to 'get in the toilet and clean your ass up, we ain't near finished'. I scampered off the bed and painfully walked to the toilet and ran a tub of water. I eased my aching butt into the warm water and relaxed from the warm soothing feeling of the water as it comforted my aching anal opening. I was there for almost thirty minutes when. . How could I...” Once again, Jason found it difficult to make full sentences.But Sandy knew her mother, “Did you fuck her?” Jason looked over at her in shock, until the vibration of the car’s tires brought him back to reality. He had let the car veer off onto the shoulder.Now looking at the road with both hands on the steering wheel, he tried to make his case. “I didn’t even knew you back then.”Sandy took his lack of denial as confirmation, which it was. While disappointed, Sandy wasn’t all. ‘Come upstairs, have another coffee. Or Hot Chocolate. Or something stronger, if you’d prefer that?’ He shook his head, but Cherie was insistent. ‘I am enjoying your company, I don’t have a lot of friends here. Please?’ Thomas smiled, then nodded. ‘Okay. Hot Chocolate does sound nice, but from scratch, okay?’ She grinned at him. ‘The only way I make it. With little marshmallows, too!’ He followed her up the stairs to an apartment that was nicer than he expected. ‘I have a roomie, she’s a model’.