"I know a fellow faculty member who has a cabin in Eagle River, Wisconsin," Estelle told them. "Stay the night and leave in the morning. As you get ou... of the city, the more traffic then better. It will be much harder to spot you." It's way back in the woods," Jane affirmed. "You really have to look hard to see it from any road. It has a wonderful of the lake with no houses on the other side. It's perfect to hide yourselves." You can take my car," Estelle said. "Jane and me will go out shopping. “You need to be really deep when you cum inside mommy okay? I want to feel all of you.” He thrust deep as he could inside her, holding the thrust for about one second until he pulled out and slammed back into her. His balls started to make fapping sounds on her ass. “Come on Joey, mommy’s almost there, make me cum, make me feel gooood.” She moaned loudly and brought his face down to hers so she could kiss him. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and Joey thrust his into hers. Their tongues. I mean, this place probably fucked me up worse, but it's not like I really wanted to be cured. I guess if I were going to choose one, I'd want "ineffective but harmless" somewhere in the ad.My parents wanted the cure though. Not for their sake. No. Of course not. For my sake. So I can be happy again (like it was ever picture postcard in my family) and be loved by God. Who, by the way, loves me anyhow. He just requires that I feel guilty about how he made me.You mentioned you had a writer friend. Young men your age tend to want a LOT of sex!”“Okay...” They were back to the original question.Lucille sighed. “Yes. I like sex. “Yes. I masturbate.”“How often?”“Kanye!”“I do, regularly.”There was a long pause. Finally, Lucille said, “I know.”“Oops! Was I loud or something?”“I wash your T-shirts. I’ve had boys. I know what semen looks like – not to mention smells like.” There was no way that Lucille was going to add, ‘I watched you... ‘“I...”“You do what you have to. It’s ... natural.”“Women.