“Because if you do, I’ll ruin you! When I’m finished with you, you won’t have a pot to piss in! If you think I’m going to tolerate the emba...rassment of a divorce, think again. I’ll smear you from one end of this town to the other, long before I’ll let anyone know that this arrangement was anything but a real marriage!” With that, she began to rise up in an attempt to depart this scene of emotional conflict.“Linda, sit down please” Dave commanded in a soft but firm tone. “This bullshit has gone. If we wake up from this, where will we be?" Yikes! Yeah, a scary thought. Do we have any clues? Wait! How about we take another look at that bag of vegetable chips?"A minute later, Cindy and Jim were examining the bag outside his car. The bag itself seemed to be made of very thin foil. The front side had a cartoonish picture of a volcano spewing all sorts of vegetable chips out from its conical top. There were little tongues of fire erupting from the chips to show their hot taste. The words. The divorce was very hard on me; the funeral was scheduled for the same day as my divorce, and Brad had planned on being there with me. Now, I had no choice but to go to the funeral alone. I was surprised at the lack of people there. I was one of only a very few and most of them people I had never met. It was a simple and quick affair. A few words and then it was over.Since I knew no one there, I left immediately and went on to the divorce. Bill was there with his attorney and he was sitting. Our pace quickened, “Fuck mummy, fuck mummy hard!” she moaned.Faster I thrust upwards, my cock completely immersed in her soaking pussy.“Yes, baby make mummy cum!”Again I was able to slap her bum cheeks, I was starting to get an extra little thrill from doing that. Our mouths were locked together, tongues dancing. Suddenly she let out a long moan as she reached orgasm and I continued thrusting. My balls tightened and then I also orgasmed. Mum fell onto me, my arms wrapped around her. We kissed.