Sarah had always said no, that she was being faithful to her relationship. He would tell her it would only be to meet for drinks, nothing expected or ...emanded. Both Sarah and John knew that was a lie. They knew if they met, there was no way they wouldn’t end up devouring each other. They continued to talk for several more months and John continued to ask. One day he had asked again, fully expecting to see those two little letters appear on his screen. There was a longer than usual pause in her. He placed it on the table.Frowning, she quizzed, “What’s that?”“Open it.”She cautiously opened the envelope, pulling the documents out, and started reading.Jayjay said excitedly, “These documents are to advise you that your divorce has been finalised. It’s official; you are no longer Mrs Darcy.”She excitedly jumped up, hugging Jayjay. “I thought he would drag it out as long as he could, just to be an arsehole. How did it happen so quickly?”“Let’s just say he was persuaded… to see the errors in. Jameson that she wasn't a sex addict?"I was just having a little fun," she explained. "I didn't really mean anything by it."Dr. Jameson knew better, but for the moment, he decided not to press the issue."I think what's really important here is what are you going to do about Shawn and Cricket? You must know that you can't just keep stringing them both along forever. It's like what we've discussed before. Now you know that Cricket will get over losing you in what would probably be a matter of a. Every deep thrust met with her tearful cry’s of pain and more of her vulgar sex talk.“Fuck me you horny bastard… Fuck me… Fuck your whoring mother… You dirty mother fucker… Give it to me harder… Give it to mommy in her asshole deep and hard you fucking pervert!!!”“Your boy is fucking you in the ass where you always wanted it, didn’t you, you fucking whore?”“Yes… Yes… Fuck my slutty ass you bastard… You mother fucking bastard… Fuck my asshole harder… Harder you fuck… Fuck my dirty asshole harder.