Fine, it's true. I stole a pair of heels, but I just wanted to look good for my concert, and they were so expensive. I didn't think I might go to jail for something like that. The security guard even made me undress for him so he could do a cavity search. Did he really have to touch every inch of my body? He even ripped my tights and shoved his fingers inside my pussy! When he made me bend over and I felt his hand inside me, I had to prevent myself from moaning. I knew what he was doing was wrong, but it felt so good. Then, he grabbed my tits, got my nipples hard, and asked me to do something for him. If I did what he wanted, he was going to let me go, and I would even be able to keep the heels. He didn't have to tell me what he wanted. When he made me get on my knees and dropped his pants, I knew exactly what that was. His cock tasted like power and freedom, and every drop of cum was making me hornier. Why was my pussy so wet for a security guard? Then, he fucked me so hard I couldn't even pretend I didn't like it. Can you blame me? His dick was hard and fat, riding it gave me an orgasm, and I was going to leave his office with his cum inside me and brand new heels.
