. After the construction worker, it was a businessman I passed on the street, then a man selling hotdogs who knew where the nearest public toilets wer..., and then taxi driver who I’d hailed because I thought he looked cute. Finally, when I got the taxi-driver to drop me off at school (leaving him my extremely damp panties as a tip), my pussy was starting to feel a tiny bit sore.Another side-effect of having big boobs, I thought with a sad shake of my head. Small-chested girls have no idea how. Evidently she was being guarded and taking few risks. It is ironic that I left Wyatt because of his philandering ways with women. Now I am ‘the other woman’. I did not like it, but that is what I would be if I met Wendy again. All day Monday the irony of it all played upon my mind. An hour and a half before heading home on Valentine’s Day, a potted red mini-rose bush in a white planter with a red bow came to my desk. The large card read, ‘Katie, thank you for a memorable evening. You are a. . Kasia, right?"Kasia looked up. The brown-haired Roda looked down at her, hands clasped by her waist. Kasia shrugged."It was when I woke this morning. So much has changed..." I know." Roda looked around, then back at the girl. "They say we're to do our necessary things anywhere out beyond the wagons. Would you... ?"It only took a moment for Kasia to understand. The idea of being out in the dark alone, exposed, with Elves and monsters all around sent a shiver through her body. She nodded,. As much as I love my pussy to be eaten I love cocks even more. I needed a cock in my hand or mouth. I opened my eyes and to my surprise there were two or three men standing around watching. At first I was embarrassed but when I saw they had hard cocks out rubbing them as they watched me getting tongue fucked, it made me insanely horny. It became less about what was being done to me and more about how many cocks I could play with or entertain. The more there were, the better it was. I.