"It isn't like this 'tonsil hockey' you've talked about, is it?"Samantha snickered. "Not by a long shot. It's literally hockey played on the road, wit... a tennis ball, standard hockey sticks and something for a net. A real net if you've got one, they make road-hockey nets, but a couple of rocks or old tin cans will do in a pinch."As Vickie said "Oh" as if she understood, Samantha saw she'd have to show the woman. "Come." I'm naked," Vickie protested."Yeah," Samantha agreed leeringly, then shook. " And with that she leaned forward and kissed me.Feeling a bit self-conscious, I quickly scanned the room while she was kissing me, just to see if anyone showed any particular interest, but everyone simply ignored us. So I went ahead and kissed her back, but I still restrained myself by keeping it short. I guess I just wasn't as free thinking and confident enough to let myself completely relax after all.After we'd sat around talking and saying hello to a few friends we decided to go get some. "Don't worry," Sandra answered before Martha could finish her question. "He won't hurt them. He just chases them, and that's all."Martha let out a sigh and said, "Good, because else my mother would have been very mad at him. She is crazy in love on those bunnies."Sandra and Martha saw how Timmy disappeared into the forest, still running after those bunnies that were now trying to get away from that loud monster who was chasing them."Is it safe for him to run free in the forest?" Sandra asked. She stood for a moment, watching me play with my own pussy. Like a little private showgirl, I slid my finger up and down the outer edges of my slit, slowly making it glisten with the moisture she had drawn out of me. Lauren stripped out of her clothes completely and positioned herself between my legs. At first I thought she was just going to enjoy the show a little. We had talked before about “going down” on another woman, and both kind of agreed that it wasn’t something we were sure we were.