Run to the hedge maze!

Mackenzie bit her lip, seeing a green leafy wall with a path. The hedge maze. She could hide there, but she could also get lost and trap herself. But it was her only option. With her crotch burning for attention, Mackenzie bolts for the for the maze. Her breasts bounced and bobbed, shiny under the lights in their freedom from clothing, her backside enjoying the same benefits. If the group noticed her in time, they would be getting quite the sight!

Once passed the entrance of the maze, Mackenzie saw two ways she could turn. But in her fight or flight panic mode, she turned left and continued to run. She slowed down to catch her breath. Her inner thighs felt slick, and not just from the oil. Why did they have to come to the garden? The bombshell shook her head and listened, as one hand drifted on its own towards her pussy.

"Oh is this a maze?"

"Can you imagine how long it would take to make this?"

"Damn it!" Mackenzie hissed under breath. "Go away, go away, go away!" A finger glided against her soft labia, and she bit her lip.

"Let's check out the maze!"

Mackenzie's wandering hand balled into a fist. There was ****. She had to keep moving. The nude redhead followed the path she chose. She could only hope that it wasn't a dead end.

Another turn came up before her. She could keep going straight, or turn to the right. Mackenzie took a deep breath and decided to...