I could feel my cum starting to rise and head get warm, red and swell. I hurriedly asked him if he had any paper towels. In the nick of time he hand...d them back to me as my ejaculations shot through the air and onto my chest, stomach, then ending in several gushed onto my navel. Contrary to what I would have expected by someone his age, he was happy for me and not all judgmental and from that point on I felt liberated. He admitted to me he had a condition that makes him have to ejaculate. I had never had such a wonderful feeling before. I felt like being at the top of the world, I felt ecstasy. Thanks is such a small word for it, mom. Really thanks, mom, thanks a lot. You are really my best friend.”“Yes, I am and will always be honey. Listen I want to tell you something very serious”“Yeah Mom say”“Last night what you did is called masturbation. You are not going to masturbate without telling me, ok?”“ok mom.. mom can I do it tonight?”“No, my child, that is what I wanted to tell. I took the brush and pushed the handle against the open of my ass, but this hurt as well. “gotta start small” I told myself, and applied some lotion to my fingers instead. These I easily fit into my ass . I was surprised at how much more sensitive it was than my old one. I began to rub my clit as I massaged my backdoor. The combination was amazing. After a little while of this, I decided to try the brush again. This time it slid in easier, though it still hurt a bit. Once it was in I let it. With the spectre of Gia’s question no longer looming between them, their conversation and the mood lightened as they ate and chatted.After a few minutes the waitress returned looking especially flush and producing another glass of the special malt milkshake that she placed before the delighted Lacy, switching it out for the empty glass which she took away.Gia smiled as she watched the often insatiable Lacy begin to down another glass of the thick liquid and she began to wonder if the girl had.