” That old man would be Dean Johnstone, owner of the truck, as well as the farm, where the lesson was now ending.All said, the driving lesson was a ...uccess, as a much more confident driver pulled the truck back into barn. Once they were parked back in its stall, Tim grinned as his sister pulled off her shirt, giving Tim a great view of her lovely large B cup tits. Her large nipples standing proud.A few minutes later, Tim’s shirt was off, and his shorts were down around his ankles. Tim watched. As, I nearly stepped in closer, coming close to pinning her in between me and the wall, everything snapped back into place when she cleared her throat and called my name not in a sexual but in a professional way. I stepped back away from her, trying to get my head, both heads, back in focus. Damn I felt so embarrased for a moment, it took a good few seconds to get myself together, but I did it as fast as I could. I apologized as much as I could, I really didn’t mean it, but for the stunt I. That damn flour, he thought. I should have destroyed it when I had the chance. Now instead of just Julie back there, he had three more women who seemed to be driven insane by the donuts he'd made.Julie. He remembered that he'd locked Julie in the walk-in refrigerator. It was a cruel thing to do, but he had needed to get her away from the donuts. Now, he heard a sound that struck terror in his heart.It was the noise of a heavy steel refrigerator door opening. There was the squeak of the hinges,. .. sniff hard at the scent of your defeat, and know that each lick of my cunt may be your last...” She watched him snort and sniff at her spice, bucking and thrusting at the bedding, as her pet flicked the cane impatiently. She’d dominated countless males in her time, and disposed of more than she cared to remember, but the prospective torture, humiliation ... and eventual snuffing of this one, had all her erogenous zones buzzing with a sexual arousal fired by spiteful anticipation. Most of the.