I miss you,” she pouted. “Miss you too. I need to pull over and get gas.” “Send me the information about where you’re staying when you stop,...and call me when you get to the hotel. I don’t want you distracted while you’re driving.” He chuckled at her mothering him. “Will do. Here’s my exit. Love you.” “Love you too. Bye.” **** When he awakened, Brad had a raging hard-on and a smile on his face. It didn’t last long, though. The smile and the vivid dream about Cathy faded, dissolved by the beeping. But since we moved in here, with the lack of sexual release, I began to see mom in a different light. Hugging her and comforting her gave me weird feelings, and sometimes I would have a huge erection that I hoped mom wouldn’t notice. I have always preferred older women, and mom was the only milf in sight.Sometimes, when jerking off, suddenly mom’s image would enter my mind and wouldn’t leave until I cummed. I would usually bath after mom, and I would have easy access to her used panties and bra. He was still wary of Claire's finding out, but these days she continually walked around in a fog, hardly aware of who or what was around her, so he agreed.Shanti saw him slip into Laura's room and listened at the door for several minutes, also fascinated by Laura's news. As always, clothes were eventually discarded and the two began to indulge themselves in what was now an almost daily occurrence.Shanti hurried downstairs and began folding clothes in the laundry room while keeping a lookout for. He took a couple of short steps down before pausing and looking around, a single thought poking its way through his mind.Nestled between a couple of quaint mid-range restaurants sat the bar, or boteco, as Izabel had called it, tables outside busy, but not entirely full, a mix of locals and tourists chatting the evening away. He thought about going in for a drink to round off the evening but thought better of it, there'd be time for that soon enough."Oh, hey Charlie." A familiar voice came from.