UnwashedLaundryophilia:- The desire to have sex with dirty unwashed laundry. Any guesses why the laundry needed to be washed in the first place? 18. C...rossaphilia:- 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. Trish wasn't in any shape to drive so we told her to stay.I went to the bathroom and took care of business. I came out and looked for the girls. I noticed the stereo was on as were the lights at the pool. I walked out on the patio and saw a trail of clothes leading to the spa.There in the hot tub were the girls drinking wine. Tamara looked up and saw me. "Grab a glass of wine and join us," she said.I returned to the kitchen, grabbed another bottle and opened it. I walked out to the spa. I. She looked up at me and our eyes locked as I slipped my hand into the waist band of her panties and slowly slipped it down, through the soft downy hair and onto her warm, wet lips. I couldn't quite believe what was happening, I glanced around quickly to see if anyone had any idea of what was happening over by the train door, but they were all oblivious, lost in their own little meaningless worlds while I had my straining cock stroked and I slipped a finger into this delicious stranger's pussy.. ‘Come on Adeline, experience the thrill’ he moaned into my ear, I could feel his hand hitting into my back as he wanked himself. Silently cursing my life, I brought the fork down swiftly into the table, nicking the girls thigh as it slammed into the wood. I didn’t want to touch her at all but I wasn’t sure anymore how good of an actress she was. At the cue I had given her the girl reeled back in exaggerated pain, the rag serving to muffle her screams…and I felt no thrill, only extreme distaste..