The sisters attend a prestigious, highly-regarded high school in their hometown. My current obsession is shoplifting. It's not so much that I'm broke, but rather the sense of transgression from committing a crime and the thrill of whether or not I'll get caught that makes my brain and vaginal fluids overflow. When I succeed, it feels better than any pleasure. It was supposed to be a well-coordinated operation at the convenience store I was targeting, but... I got caught and ran outside, only to be apprehended red-handed.<br /> I was taken to the back room, and my life was over. I didn't want my parents or school to find out, but it seemed they were short-staffed and said they'd let me off the hook if I got a part-time job. However, the store manager's "orders are absolute"... accepting this contract was the beginning of everything.<br /> On my first day of work, I was sexually harassed by the creepy old store manager...and then, unbelievably, he ejaculated inside me.<br /> On my second day of work, I was suddenly called in after school. I was f** to stock shelves while wearing a remote-controlled vibrator, which made me wet myself in embarrassment. Afterwards, I was subjected to a training sex session in the back room.<br /> On my third day of work, I spent my time under the cash register giving the store manager a blowjob, servicing his smelly dick.<br /> At first, she found it disgusting and endured it only to maintain appearances, but gradually her perverse desires began to sprout, and one day she performed sex in front of customers. She openly spread her pussy wide open and performed service sex. The waves of ecstasy were different from usual, she came wildly, squirted, craved cock, and was completely corrupted. Shame and pleasure are two sides of the same coin. She says she is now grateful to the store manager for teaching her something that felt better than shoplifting. What a pervert.