It will be a while before we stay at any lodging as nice as the Grand Floridian.Claire and I had passed on the news from the WDC to the rest of the la...dies, who were amazed that the WDC had been so nice to say the things they’d said about all of us.That made me start thinking about going back to the stricter standards of the NDCA and the WDC; but right now, we had to think about our next city in Florida.Sarah called a C-Cask meeting in their room.“Charles, as much as I enjoy schlepping around. But I don’t think you deserve it, and I don’t think you are wet enough. But we will see what we can do. I slowly go down between your legs with my dick and you feel him touching you. I am holding him and rubbing him against your clit. I was wrong about you not being wet enough. You are dripping for me right now! You beg me to just stick it inside of you right now, but I am enjoying the torture. And I think you like it too. I keep rubbing him against your clit and you are moaning and begging me. Finally, she let go of his cock and rapidly left his room.As soon as she had the door closed, he was stroking his cock. He had his mother’s hand stroking his cock as her pendulous breasts dangled over him. It only took a moment to realize that he needed something to catch his cum. Luckily the drawer next to his bed had a pair of clean socks in it. One went on the floor, the other over his cock, and just in time, he was shooting his cum into it. In his imagination, he could hear her moaning in. I didn't want to throw off any red flags and that we'd have enough time for excitement during the trip. The drive was going to be 6 hours if we took it steady, but I knew it would be more like 8-10 hours with some stops here and there.The next few days dragged on forever. I wanted to leave, Krystal wanted to leave and Friday could not get here fast enough!When it was FINALLY Friday, I woke up at 3am to get ready and make sure I had everything I needed. I went to the garage and made sure I had.