I fumbled her on to a low shelf, lifted her skirt and positioned myself to enter her. I felt her humidity envelop me. My god, it had been far, far too...long.I glided past her fleshy, velvet walls and gasped in winded shock, as if every breath had been taken from me. I looked deep into her wide, wild eyes as her pupils spilled, then overflowed, and a nipple hardened against my groping hand."Fuck me, you dirty cunt," she urged, "fuck me hard."I released weeks of pent-up work tension, and many more. I was so desperate to touch her; desperate to run a finger down the furrow between her pussy lips. Then the thought of another man seeing her like this began to stir in my mind. Such a thought should have repulsed me but it didn’t. I couldn’t understand why. Why should I feel like this instead? The only pain I felt was that of my erection. I needed to cum. I started to stroke myself but I was afraid of waking her so I stopped and turned over to try to sleep. I did manage to drop off eventually. One thing was certain. Wechuge - Harmony's game avatar - was chained toa wall and had just serviced the last of a long train of male customers.The man in question was staggering drunk. She watched him collapse ontothe floor by the fire. He didn't catch fire, which was a real pity. Hewas a waste of a human being - reminding her strongly of Joey.Wechuge's knees were abraded from friction on the straw pallet. An orc'sskin was thick, but Wechuge had been abused for days. A neighboringtribe had. She brought the tea over and said hang on I will just get dressed and get your money.All the time I was getting these horny thoughts of why cant she drop the towel by accident and I wonder what her sweet pussy feels like. She entered the room dress in a little button blouse shirt, yet again only just covering her bum. She sat in a chair opposite and started asking me how she thought she was doing in the office, was I happy with her work. I told her she is a good little worker and the other lads.