‘Where can I get a taxi?’ she asked. ‘No taxi’s ‘ere, lady,’ the driver replied. ‘Last one we ‘ad gave up. Not enough business.’ �...�How can I get to the Mount Ellen Motel?’ ‘ ‘Ave ter walk, lady. Turn right outside the terminal, and its about two kilometres up the road. Gotta go now, the wife’ll have me supper waiting.’ He slammed the luggage compartment door shut, locked it, went to the bus door and locked that, then without another glance at the young woman, he departed. The she was now alone. They had actual cooks and hot grub. The coffee didn't come out of a pouch either. The cooks had adopted Kat as much as anybody had and whenever she came through the line her tray was piled up too high to see over. One of them would usually help her get to the table with it. It is almost sickening to see a big burly Master Sergeant with more hair coming out of his ears than on his head try to hold the door for the little girl in BDU's. Heaven help the poor soul who tries to cut in line in front. I stood up and bent down between her thick thighs, opened them wider and in pulling her knickers to one side I slipped my tongue onto her clitoris.I gave her a couple of licks and she was coming, as she moaned and groaned she released a small amount of juice, as there wasn’t any of the usual motions I presumed that was her first time. As I stood up and pulled down my shorts, her eyes widened as she saw my rock hard 6”, pulling down her knickers I said “Lean on the bench” as she got off and. When I was over with my story, he’d poke his tongue into my tiny asshole to lick all remainder of this man’s cum in my holes. I also would tell my man how this guy had invited me into the hospital bathroom and how I was brutally mouth fucked. This had been deepthroating and got my pussys and assholes stuffed! Well, the man leaned over me with his back pressing the door so nobody could push it open from the outside, I was on my knees and I unbuttoned his pants to see how a big rod.