I fucking hate these food bloggers. They strut around like they own the place, thinking their shitty little follower counts give them a free pass to steal whatever they want. This bitch, Angel Gostosa Bella Rolland, thought she could waltz in here, grab whatever the fuck she wanted, and then bat her eyelashes and get away with it. Case No 8004037, and she’s about to learn a hard lesson.
She tried the old trick, asking to deal with a female security guard. As if that would make a difference. My coworker is just as ruthless as I am, maybe even more so. I watched as my partner dragged her into the back room, ready to strip her down and find every last piece of stolen shit she tried to hide. I love seeing them squirm, knowing they’re about to get a taste of real power.
Sharing a body with my coworker is the best part of this job. Seeing their tits pressed together, knowing we have two pussies to fuck, watching their mouths wrap around my dick – it’s pure fucking bliss. This little thief thought she could play us, but she’s about to find out that the only way she’s leaving here without handcuffs is if she earns it.
Our solution might be a little unorthodox, but it’s way better than a jail cell. She better get on her knees and start sucking, because eating pussy and dick is the only way she’s paying for her meal. I want to see her eyes water as she chokes on my cock, knowing she fucked up big time. This isn’t some cute little food blog anymore; this is real life, and she’s about to learn what it means to pay the price. Every moan, every gag, every drop of cum is going to be a reminder of her stupidity. She’ll think twice before trying to steal again, especially from us. We’re not just security guards; we’re the fucking law in this place, and she’s about to learn that the hard way. Get on your knees, bitch, and start paying up.
