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I hurled the frisbee off into the distance and the four of them rocketed after it. Sonja and Tobi put up a good fight, but Jenny and Peter were ahead of them after only a couple seconds. With the design of their legs, they were able to turn every step anime into a leap, using the spring-like motion that Jenny had used in the bedroom. The two of them were neck-and-neck, my cute bunny girl and Lorraine’s rabbit-eared hulk. Then Jenny made the leap and caught the frisbee just before Peter could. “Ha! My rabbit’s faster!” I bragged. From her lawn chair, Lorraine looked over her glasses at me. “If your girl can walk, let alone run like that so soon after sex, then you’re not doing your job as a man.” Why must she hurt me this way? I was only kidding and she went for blood. I continued running the four goofballs around, using them to distract me from my hemorrhaging ego. Damn it, I do great in the bedroom, just ask anyone! No matter how fast they ran, Tobi and Sonja could not keep up with the rabbits, but I think Sonja liked it that way. In time, the frisbee was actually abandoned, and it was just Sonja chasing after Jenny, the two of them running laps around the property. At last, it was time to call it a day. Tobi and Peter had already headed inside, and now I was just waiting for Sonja and Jenny to come back. Jenny bounced up the hill, arriving at the patio barely out of breath. Sonja came minutes later, wheezing like a chain smoker. She collapsed on the ground, her mouth too small to pull in the air she needed. I got naked too this time and kneeled before his buttocks on the carpet floor next to the side cabinet by the pillows. "I'm waiting, Kayla..." “Yeah, I did… But I’m sober enough...” He replied as he look at the screen too. I looked at him, grabbed my towel, we both walked into the showers. “I can't believe it happened. Meanwhile Ashley tied her hair back out of the way carelessly, and as soon as it was accessible, dove on Frank's cock. Tanya disdained pre-made cosplays, instead sourcing fabrics and altering patterns to make a Kimika costume from Kuma-yasha from scratch. Dominion, he hadn’t just survived a nuclear explosion, he had consumed it, absorbing its power and then unleashing it. “Thank you,” Mom moaned then gasped as I leaned over and engulfed her anime nub. “I didn’t know you were in charge,” I said sternly to the woman, “what’s your name, girl?”