Female Wrestlers
“You heard the answer, Debbie,” I said. “We want you naked.”
With a small, nervous smile, Debbie pulled the tie and released her tits
from the top. A collective groan from the guys (including me!) let her
know the effect she was having on us. She slid her arms out of the sleeves
and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of us for a moment, her
arms at her sides, her shoulders back and her magnificent tits thrust out
towards us, the nipples obviously swollen and hard. Then she slowly slid
her hands down to her shorts, hooked her thumbs in the waistband, and ever
so slowly slid the shorts off. She was trembling as she exposed her dark
bush, then her visably damp pussy. She parted her legs slightly to pull the
shorts from her slit, and when she got them to her knees they fell the rest
of the way to the floor.
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Debbie opened the door and walked out. She wasn’t naked, but she didn’t
have much on, either. She was wearing a black, lacy top that tied in the
front and barely contained her tits. The one string holding the two sides
together looked ready to snap, and left her skin exposed from the black
satin neck band down to her navel. The top was short, barely reaching her
smooth stomach. She was wearing black shorts, very brief and made of a
soft terrycloth that molded itself to the contours of her pussy and ass.
There was a small wet spot where the shorts dipped into her pussy, and I
could tell by her flushed face that she was primed and ready.
“No, I’m not naked yet. Do you want me to be?” Her voice was charged
with emotion, and she fingered the tie to her skimpy top. I looked at the
others, and all were standing with their mouths open and staring at Debbie.
The sound of their breathing was loud, and I could see several were already
sporting hard-ons.
“Well, what do you say, guys? Do we want her naked?” I asked.
“Yes!” “You bet!” “Fuckin A!”
Vendetta is Vendetta, Ranked Number ONE for a reason, nothing else to say.
Naudia Nyce has a boxing trainer and is an very good amateur boxer, she is in shape and is the type of girl that when she goes out she usually gets in a fight, boys, girls it doesn’t matter. Naudia will throw down on anyone. However boxing isn’t wrestling and US wrestlers are not intimidated easily.
“Not yet, but I’m sure I will, sex master!” she answered, and then shut
the door again.
I went outside to greet John and Dave, and as we exchanged handshakes
Bob’s van pulled up with Mike and Paul. The three of them lived close by
each other and had driven up […]