I speeded up "ThockaThockaThockaThocka." Mom was making squeaking noises in time with my fuck rhythm and I could sense that she was starting her orgas.... Her cunt muscles were contracting around my randy root.Suddenly, she desperately pulled my head down and brought my mouth to her right tit. I guzzled on the areola and chewy nipple, as mom and I both orgasmed together.My cum jetted in fiery spurts up mom's love channel. Her cunt was strongly contracting, milking me and sucking spurt after spurt. In my comparatively tame world, I had once found myself knee deep in a conversation before I realized who it was I was being Mr Nice Guy with. Friendly had led to flirty before suddenly she put two and two together and got me. She was a friend's ex-wife, and although everyone gets marked down as crazy during a divorce, I believed what he had told me about her.But I didn’t fancy her. I had found her attractive several years earlier, but she had let herself go and was by then bloated, boozy and. Luckily I didn't open my legs like he wanted me to, still now a year on and we are no longer going out, he has pictures of me completely naked. I thought I could trust him but his phone call just now proves that I can't."Meet me in one hour or I'll e-mail your picture to all my mates," he had threatened so what could I do."Been awhile," he smirked as I got into his car."What do you want?" I asked but I knew what he wanted, what he always wanted, the thing that had broken us up in the first. To know the truth. ‘Because I’m your friend.’ The dejection that slapped me over the face couldn’t be hidden, my whole posture slumped. ‘Friends talk to each other.’ I threw the towel I was still holding into the corner and left, wanting nothing more that to curl into a ball and wail my misery to the world. I did curl up on my bed. Lying on the side was the only position where I wasn’t painfully reminded of this night’s activities anyway. I just cried silently, though. Everything was quiet for.