As the songstress sang about dreams coming true, Sandy felt tears well up in her eyes. If Delorah noticed, she gave no indication. She looked up at th... ceiling abstractly as she sang about wishing to be up among the flying birds. By the time Delorah sang the last verse, Sandy was visibly sobbing though she tried her best to keep it quiet. Delorah, locked in her performance mode, kept singing until complete. When she stopped she saw Sandy’s tear stained face.“What?” Delorah said surprised, “No,. He just hates the idea of you." What?" Apparently Brian came from a very modest background and he wants to live the rich lifestyle and he resents anyone else who he sees as successful and happy... he has broken up a couple of other marriages already and in one case got the wife pregnant. He seems to be a true sociopath who can't be happy... or at least what he perceives as happy... unless he can be putting the screws to someone else... especially if he perceives that person as someone who is. "What the fuck have you done to my pussy?"I am crying now. It's the worst pain that I have ever felt, and I consider myself a pain slut."Fuck you, you no good fuckin' whore!" I scream at her. "I will get you for this!" Mistress, this whore just threatened me," the slave with the branding iron says to one of the dyke cops.Both dyke cops agree that I have just threatened bodily harm to another Lesbonian. Therefore, they also declare that I am in violation of a law that requires immediate and. But Deji was completely overcome by lust. He wanted her, he was getting her.He was finally able to unzip her shorts, it took all the strength he had in him to overpower her as he reached to stroke her pussy beneath. She was wearing no panties. He breathed a brief sigh of relief, mixed with excitement and need.As his hands reached gold, he felt her go limp against him. He was beyond excited. She wants me. She wants this, he thought.Before long, they were ripping each other’s clothes off. He.