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"Ooohhh Torrie," Stacy purred, "don't you dare stop." "Maybe we should show Shawn how much we really want to be on TV. Let's show him how far we're willing to go for the WWF," Torrie moaned softly. "You just sit back..." Stacy stated confidently. "...And enjoy the show," Torrie finished. I sat down on the loveseat and did exactly as I was told. Stacy took off her shirt and flung it across the room. Torrie then quickly stripped down to her bra and panties. They both stood in front of the leather couch like something out of a dream. Stacy with her matching baby blue bra and thong and Torrie with a pink thong and a transparent bra. This was easily the sexiest thing that I had ever seen. Two absolutely gorgeous women, half-naked standing before me. Each with their own definitive best asset. Stacy with her long, sensual legs that seem to go on forever and Torrie's large, firm breasts that sit up proudly on her chest. I had no idea of what kind of show they were going to give me.
Torrie directed Stacy to sit on the couch. She complied with no hesitation. "Lean back for me sweetie," Torrie ordered. Stacy did as she was told. "Now, I want you to rub your hands all over your body." Stacy lifted her left leg as her hands slowly swept over her humble breasts and toned stomach.