I’ll hide you until we can figure something out.”Susan leaned back and started sipping her tea. Emily started pacing back and forth, deep in thoug...t. After 30 minutes, she glanced over to Susan. She was curled up on the couch fast asleep. “Finally,” she thought.She stepped into the adjoining room. “Jessica, I need a line to a dirtside number.” she read off the number she wanted. “Let me know when they answer.” she went back into her office and sat down.Ten minutes later, the phone rang.. Trish, without hesitation, locked on to Jenna's cock and sucked like a porn star. I was so hot, just watching. Jenna appeared to be having a great time, as she moaned, and staring at me with those "I am going to fuck you so hard" eyes. Trish suddenly looked over and said;" Get over here and kneel down." What do you want me to do?" I said as I kneeled next to her."I want you to suck this cock, now."I stammered and protested as though I never had done it, and Trish forced my head down on to. Crossaphilia:- The desire to tackle the first person to win a high school cross country race and **** them til they cry for their mommy. 17. Hockaphilia:- The urge to **** any given person at any given time that is within the Hockomock area. 16. Trampaphillia:- The uncontrollable urge to have sex with, or on, a trampoline. 15. Asianophilia:- The desire to make all beings in sight; both human and a****l, Asianfied. 14. Stuffaphilia:- The urge to want to have sex with everything in sight 13.. UhHuh! So this is life on the farm, I mused. I took my food back to my little hut, ate, then fell asleep.I awoke to the sounds of cockerels crowing. It was still dark out and I cursed myself for coming to such a god forsaken primitive hole. I got dressed and stumbled half asleep over the rough muddy ground to the old farmhouse and helped prepare breakfast. It went by far too quick. My uncle, who looked a bit askance and disapproving of my skimpy work gear, told me to follow him when we were.