So how much, and how strongly, did Scott cum? More than me?” John asked looking at her and smiling. She was still on her side facing him, aiding her...manipulations, lost in the taboo lust of it all.“Let’s see, shall we?” Sarah leant forward ad kissed him on the cheek, so he turned his head. Their lips met strongly, and their tongues danced in each other's mouth, deep French kissing.She continued stroking his fully-erect cock but her actions became more compelling and decisive. Up and down, time. Before I read it, I decided to read the rest which were of course all the same. By the time I finished the rest, my patience was beginning to run thin. I opened the email and read it not expecting anything special and this is what it read… “Good evening slut, After reading your ad I became suspicious of your identity. It did not take long for me to hack your email account and prove my suspicions. I never would have thought of you as the type; but in hindsight, I can see how, deep down, you. Then she did something I will never forget. She said you guys are leaving for Vegas in the morning right? Sure we replied. Then count on having one more person with you. Bob didnt say anything he looked like he was going to get sick right there. So the next morning the 4 of us flew off to Vegas for 5 days. We landed and asked Sarah was she sure she wanted to do this and she replied this is the first time she had been anywhere since she married that fat bastard and that she was leaving him when. I expressed that I was glad I had done it for her.Her eyes were sparkling as she gazed at me. She leaned over to kiss me again and our lips met. She pressed her head into mine and rammed her tongue into my mouth. She was now the aggressor. As our tongues met, I cupped her panty covered pussy with my hand. I moved my hand over her pussy, pressing my fingers into her panty. Our kiss continued as I slid the crotch to the side and felt her wet pussy lips. Amy moaned again she felt my fingers.