Gunge

I move on from the produce section to the next aisle which was baking goods and spices. I first spot a woman who appears to be in her late thirties or early forties. She is about 5'9 and wearing two inch heels. She's dressed in a knee-length dark red skirt and white silk blouse. Her honey-blonde hair is impeccably done pinned up on the back of her head with a tortoise shell clip and bobby pins. Her make up is stylish and muted on her very pretty face. She has a huge diamond ring on her left ring finger. She was reaching up for a bag of whole wheat flour off of the shelf. I walked up to her cart and look in. There's a dozen eggs, a box of cereal, a bottle of olive oil, a box of high protein cereal, a bag of oranges, a bag of mixed greens, and a bag of potatoes. I get a devilish idea.

I take the carton of eggs and smash six of them on her head. They do not splatter much with time stopped. I then hiked up her skirt to her waist and see her white lace panties. I take an egg and slip it into her pussy. I then put the remaining eggs down the back of her panties and smash them by spanking her. I put her skirt back down in place. I take the bag of flour from her hand, open the top all of the way then put it back in her hand and tip it upside down over her head. Finally, I take the bottle of olive oil, open it, and turn it upside down in her designer purse. I step back and smile.