"Oh myyyyy", moaned Sister Anne, "oh yes, oh yes".....she said throughgritted teeth. Her legs were moving now, opening and closing as I suckedand lick...d first one nipple then the other. My right hand now movedbetween her legs, I felt the long, crinkly hairs of her pubis beneath thelarge cotton panties she wore. I trailed my fingers up and down her wellcovered slit, feeling moisture beneath the cloth. She was getting wet.I contined to suck her chunky nipples, they tasted so good, hard. I figured it must have been a warning shot from the coach not to stand around talking. Reginas eyes grew big for concern at the near miss to my head. As I skated back towards center ice, I did not see the coach, but two tall European players. They looked angry. The one goon’s forehead was scrunched. ‘Hey tell your girl friend that she’s not wanted here. Or she’s going to get hurt!’ one of the two threatened. He was unshaven and didn’t look like he showered much. I swear, the goon was seven. We have what you might call a committed open relationship: We both date (and bed) other people, but we both check with each other when we want to make plans. If one of us wants to see the other on a night when we're all set up to see someone else, that other person has to wait. We're committed to each other first and foremost. But it didn't surprise me that she took so easily to the idea of banging some other guy so I could eat his come out of her.She called me up one night and wanted to know. I decided to be the gutsy one and ask while Michelle was not there. I didn't know how much she knew, and the information I needed would be impossible to ask without giving away secrets. I pulled Kim over to my lap and hugged her close, hoping not to upset her too badly."I just don't understand how this could have happened," I started out. "We almost never die of accidental causes. Even Cindi's accident in the last cycle was not an accident. That's why I was afraid we were missing something.