"You can't stay here. Pack up the things you need. You're going to come and live with me until you're ok again, or 'till this hell hole is fixed." But....." Erin, you're sick! You'll die if you stay here."She didn't have much, and with my help, the necessary items were quickly packed. In minutes, we were heading to my place.I must give credit to Mrs. Fraser, as she barely blinked when I came home with a sick young woman, who we put in my guest room. Instead, she did not leave immediately, but. ”“You can’t get your dick sucked when I’m not there to eat her out! Girls don’t cum from giving blowjobs, Sean!”Brylee’s father and uncle, alerted by the commotion, arrived on the scene and rushed to perform an emergency double-penetration like a sexual Heimlich. “Cum, dammit, cum!”Aspen kneeled between the two men, ignoring her boyfriend’s sperm leftovers oozing on her face, because of Brylee’s sudden uprightness, to get her tongue on any erogenous zone she could find between the two family. In the tent I held the cards in my hands and was looking down, taking a long, deep, grounding breath, as my first customer walked in. I looked up and that breath was knocked out of me: I’ve encountered this man in my dreams before, an embodiment of raw sexual strength and here he was, an immediate manifestation and vision for my parched body, so much so I gasped as if he’d walked straight in and put his hand on my welcoming pussy. He stopped in his tracks too, and I sensed his body notice mine. We have to take black and white pictures of trees, working on contrast, lighting, shadows, and things. Would it be okay if I invited Jenny and a few others to the house? We could take the pictures in our yard. Maybe we could have a small party too, you know, some hotdogs and stuff?”“Do they know we have the house?” I asked.“I told them we didn’t live on campus, but I didn’t tell them about the house or anything. I was thinking we could do it on Saturday.”“Of course you can, sweetie. The house.