" he said "really?" and I said, "Yeah, but lemme show you what you're in for :P": He messages back "I thought that was your arm lol" and I reply "than...s ;) .. so, you wanna ride this bad boy?" he says "I don't think I could fit it in.." and I said "Well, I got lube.. " ;) But we agreed just to keep it simple for now. We got talking and I had to ask him about why he couldn't cum and he just can't finish himself off, I still can't understand it. He said he tried and tried but never could, so I. But like all guys, fucking their Mother is just a naughty fantasy they jerk off to from the time they learn to jerk off until the day they die. It is who we are. My Mother did pretty well with the life insurance after my Dad's death and had attempted to keep things as normal as could be.The first night at the lake was, not surprisingly, emotionally exhausting. We had a campfire and just shared Dad stories. For awhile, seeing my Mother upset, I wondered if this had been a good idea. But the last. "Jonnah responded by saying, "Don't you love us anymore, Mommy?"Kate grabbed her kids and said, "See, Addy—they go from loving you to hating you to missing you to ... I don't know. You kids go upstairs ... leave Addy and me alone for a while, sometimes grownups need other grownups around."I said, "You don't have to hit me on the butt to make me leave, but I'm gonna miss my Mommy while I'm upstairs. Can I have a kiss goodbye, Mommy?"This turned all of the rest of the kids around and I walked up. .." Her soft voice trembled with fear as I lead her into the bedroom. The noise from the party downstairs faded into the background as the door closed, I leant against the door and closed it tight. "Sit on the bed, don't worry, we said we were just coming up here to talk, remember? Still got your drink?", she raised her drink and smiled a very small and nervous smile. I had spotted her downstairs, I tried my usual spiel but it didn't work, she was far too good for that, so I went honest. It.