Gret started crying. I went to her and held her. I told her, “I cannot understand why they do this to innocent women.” She looked at me and was sh...aking and told me, "My sister is in jail right now, and her trial as a witch begins in two days. No one who has been put on trial has escaped the burning." I started crying as she told me.******************I woke from my dream state. I was in a sweat, and there was my great-grandmother looking at me. She said, "You are now learning the torture and. I asked him to tell me about one of his fantasies in as much detail as he was willing to. It took a lot of prodding but he finally told me about his "go to" fantasy when he needs to get the job done. I'm paraphrasing and leaving out personal details, though. He said that he usually jerks off to blowjob porn because he's always wanted one. I was surprised he'd never had one before honestly lol, he's not unattractive or anything. So I asked if he had thought about me going down on him. He said. It seems that the night in the restroom has affected me very profoundly to say the least. Tasting the joy of pain mixed with pleasure, the intense stretching of my pussy tempered by the resulting sensations the girth and length provides and the mental massaging that accompanies the ballooning inside my pussy plus the need to feel the tenderness of a woman seems to be tearing me apart. A woman’s softness is so inviting, even more so I fantasy when accompanied by the rough ripping pain of a hot. I’ll call your mother and get back to you.’ From Sunny, ‘Goodness’ was an imprecation of the highest order. Jeff had been at a meeting with Dr. Lloyd when I spoke to my mother. He saw me when he walked in the door, gave me a small smile and asked, ‘Should I have something to do for a while?’ ‘You didn’t do anything. I’m so furious.’ ‘Would you like to talk about it?’ Before I answered, he sang, ‘That’s what friends are for.’ I didn’t give him the chance to sing that I should keep smiling. My.