It is 10 AM, not a customer in sight.Well, except for her friend Cassy sitting in the back table, but she is content to sip away at her coffee silentl.... At least Lucy is not as bored as Kate, Lucy's friend, and coworker. Kate looks like she could fall out of her chair and die right there purely out of boredom. Though if she did, the morning would be less dreary...This is a slow morning. Only a few customers for breakfast and a couple of hours before the lunch crowd starts to show up. Lucy gave. Our parents shopped on Saturday mornings, giving me freedom of hours to confront my unsuspecting brother of my intentions on himself. By the time they had finally left, I was sick in the stomach with sexual craziness and an overflowing of lubrication, even walking I could feel the swelling of my sex, deliciously generate a feeling of immediate neediness for him.I stood completely naked in my bedroom wondering whether just to rush in and get into bed with him, or enter in decency and expose. . Next he began working on my nipples, using crocodile clips on them - the pain was intense and I nearly asked him to stop, but I somehow found the strength to carry on. He took some cord, and tied my balls up, making each one separate from the other,and fed the cord through the crocodile clips, and pulled so my balls were being pulled up, and my nipples being pulled down, then tied the cord off"Bend over faggot" came the instruction, and as I did, as flurry of spanks rained down on my buttocks. ’ Turner grabbed her by the hair and jammed her face between his legs, her mouth a scant half inch from his flaccid penis. ‘I said suck it!’ Cheryl still had her courage up, but not enough to go the distance. In a split second she thought she could bite his penis, but fear overtook her. Instead she quickly turned her head to the side and bit deeply into the uppermost part of his inner right thigh. ‘Ow!’ Turner yelled. He threw her across the floor. ‘You bitch!’ You fucking whore bitch. Look.