Lucinda withdrew the trolley from the front of the supermarket, and fingered the bar with a tight pulsating grip as she pummelled through the flapping gate to enter into the supermarket feeling her duo balls rubbing her from within. She strutted about the supermarket more than aware that the boys in the fruit and veg department were eyeing off her long dripping legs, which jutted out from her brown trench coat. They also had there eyes on her mangos, and like wise her eyes on there cuCUMbers, this was going to be interesting shop as Lucinda walked up to the meat section. Her trolley shuddered as the wheels circumnavigated the wide, thick, deep and full loaded aisles. Into her trolley she flopped in a fritz bung, which was quite a tight fit but there was room, she went to dairy next Lucinda loved a good dollop of cream, nothing went down her throat quite like a honey log with a spraying of whipped cream. What next she thought, what more can I fit in my trolley, and what more do I need, what have I taste tested? So she went back to the fruit section, she had becum hot and flustered all of a sudden. She asked young Tony in the fruit section to fill her basket with his eggplant he had been manually handling only moments earlier, he rammed it hard into the basket banging against the side. Michael then assisted her from the front of her trolley with a hand full of Kumquats, thrusting them into her trolley like a sperm whale in mating season. Simon then began to shower her with a taste testing of grapes, her mouth full of watery bitter grapes. Lucinda’s basket was tight with the big eggplant banging around, the front of her trolley being thrusted with kumquats, and her mouth fully loaded with grapes. Lucinda had just pioneered the first public airtight seal. Lucinda felt that Coles had more than delivered their dollar dazzlers, in fact on closer observation she was now the red spot sale.............
Lucinda decided that she now wanted a bit of international flavour in her trolley, so she headed to the Indian food aisle. Lucinda eyed off the exotic ingredients whilst also eyeing off the exotic looking cashier Rasheed. Rasheed strolled over to Lucinda and asked her if she would like her chicken buttered, Lucinda squealed with delight as Rasheed proceeded to butter her chicken, adding an extra dash of his exotic spice for her. Rasheed papad her dum, and Lucinda was able to get a taste of his special Indian yoghurt which was the perfect accompaniment for her buttered chicken. Feeling a little sick from too much Indian in her, Lucinda decided to try some Chinese food. Hong asked Lucinda if she required some assistance picking out the special ingredients. Lucinda was happy to have some help from the sexy Asian lad. He took his spring roll and inserted it into her special sauce, whilst fingering her delicate dim sim making sure that it was soft and ready for eating. Lucinda grunted and as he cracked open her fortune cookie and her good fortune flowed forth from the hollow centre. Lucinda feeling rather full from her smorgasbord of delights decided that perhaps she had had enough tasting of international food for one day, that was until she saw Sven, the Swedish sex god working in the biscuit aisle..........
