What struck me the most about her was whenever we would exchange pleasantries, she would look straight at me with the most gorgeous sparkling green ey...s. The exchanges at first were harmless, to say the least. I would notice her playing with her phone, so I might remark, “Oh, sending me a text, are you?” Or another time I happen to say, “I’d watch whom I’m sending that photo to, if I were you.” On one very particular morning when I arrived, Stella, one of our cashiers, said to me, “Kara was. As he withdrew his hand covered in my juices, I sank down to the floor. He stood over me and pulled out his cock. To my surprise, it was massive and at full mast, its purple bulbous head making my mouth water. As soon as I wrapped my lips around its massive size, he sucked in his breath. I felt myself gag as I pushed down his shaft. My eyes burned and watered as I swallowed all of him. "Good girl," he cooed as he stroked my hair. "I want you to swallow my spunk before I peg your delicious. Now Mistress revenge was going to change that! She was making up for all those who had been destroyed .With a constant pressure Mistress Revenge forced her way into Sam’s anal passage Sam’s scream was all that could be heard but everyone was watching Mistress Revenge destroying the predator. After a couple of minutes pumping the dildo was pulled out.The crowd clapped and applauded As Sam’s arse did indeed gape and bleed as mistress walked back to the sluts mouth.?Thank you Mistress.? Sam. ‘You brought it up. Is she young?’ The floorboard squeaked again in my husband’s retreat. I did not need another answer. ‘How often do you see her?’ He cleared his throat. ‘Just once, like I told you. She doesn’t mean anything to me. It was an accident.’ I laughed. It was sharp and throaty. It wasn’t my laugh. I could feel my husband wince. I tried to clasp a string of pearls around my throat. My hands wouldn’t cooperate. ‘Why did you tell me? Why now?’ I banged my open palm down on the vanity.