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With that said, Stacy crushed her modest breasts against each other and began to slowly lick her lips. "I want to see your tits, show them to me," Torrie said forcefully. Stacy responded by grasping the soft fabric that covered her breasts and pulling it down so that it would rest just beneath them. She then resumed crushing her small breasts into each other and pinching her nipples softly. "Now," Torrie ordered, "tell me how much you like doing that for me." In a soft and angelic voice, Stacy replied, "I like doing this for you. I like touching myself for you. I like turning you on. Does this turn you on?"
"Yeah it does, I like watching you do this." "Mmmmm," Stacy cooed. "Now I want you to take your hand and work your way down between your legs." Stacy's hands slowly crept down her stomach, over her navel, past her pelvis and into her powder blue panties. Her left hand quickly clicked her mouse. Stacy's face was a portrait of pure sexuality. Her mouth was open and her eyes were shut as her breasts began to rise and fall at a faster pace as her breathing increased.