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.