"Your mom is sick, Cee. She was up half the night vomiting, sweating, and coughing."“Shit! I bet she caught something on the plane.”I grabbed my k...ey card and followed Tam back to their room. Mom was sitting up in bed, her face was flush. It was obvious she wasn't well. I sat on the edge of the bed near her, asking her what I could do to help. She said she saw a doctor the hotel called who gave her a prescription. When the pharmacy or pharmacie as the French called it opened, she said she’d like. The second time it had happened my body was wracked by dry sobs while she held me. The sun was rising and I turned away from the sleeping form of my lover to watch it for the first time in years. The fiery orange orb was just beginning to rise over the cypress trees by the river when Evangeline called my name, her voice tinged with panic. I turned to see what was causing her to sound so distressed. She stood a few feet from me at the edge of the patch of light that that was creeping across the. “I’m going to fill up your pussy again.”“It’s sanitary,” I replied. I spent some time soaping him off as well. His cock grew harder as I washed him. He’d already cum twice this evening. I was hoping it would stop at three so I could get some sleep. We dried each other off and I started leading him back to his bedroom.“Why not use yours and Pietro’s bed,” Marco said, stopping as we passed it. “You’ll be more comfortable sleeping in familiar surroundings.”He was right. I would be more comfortable. But I didn’t want to stop wrestling with my beautiful mom. For whatever reason, I thought my penis pressing into the back of her thigh was better than the front so I locked my arms around her from the back. At first my arms were on her stomach, but I was tempted to move up a little. This was my chance to cop a feel. She hadn’t stopped us when I touched her butt. She didn’t stop when our tongues accidentally touched. She hadn’t noticed my chubby against her or if she had, she hadn’t cared or.