I didn’t have to wait long he drove into me with all his force and I felt the first jolts of his orgasmic spasms his whole penis was in spasm rubbin... every inch of my internal wall and coating me with his lovely sperm. And being his second load of sperm it was by no means a small load it filled me up to the point of it running out between his shaft and my vaginal wall. It was leaking down the crack of my tight ass as well as onto my thighs. It was heaven and to boot he knew I had to clean up a. “I’m sorry,” he bellowed. “What for?” I hollered back.“For being foisted on you by our mutual friend.”“Is that what she did? I thought I was being foisted on you.” His eyes lit up as he smiled. “Okay, let's pretend that we met by accident at a party and you are standing here with me because you find me vaguely interesting.” “What? Only vaguely?”“We’ve only just met. We’ll start at vague and see where we go.”“So, you are only vaguely interested in me too?” I shouted, looking theatrically hurt.. I didnt trust myself to say anything, and so I just left the bedroom. I felt too many conflicting emotions – disgust with myself for molesting my son – disappointment, that he had cum so soon – fear, that he would tell – and a desire to go back and lap up every drop he had spilled………. For the next four or five weeks, Timmy seemed to be avoiding me. My own emotions had reached rock-bottom. Timmy found his own mother disgusting – Peter surely had enough of my snapping at him by now………Peter –. “You like fucking me Kris, baby?”“You’re so tight, Zoe. I can’t last much longer, you’re milking me dry.”Her downward thrusts are now being delivered with more force, each one accompanied by a deep moan from Zoe.I can feel my sac tingling, any minute now….“I’m gonna come, deep in your pussy, would you like that?”“Oh fuck yeah, do it to me.”As my seed rises I grip her hips tightly, wanting to force my meat deeper and deeper into her. One last huge thrust from Zoe and I’m coming hard. I shoot jet.