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"Oh, where are my manners? John, this is Stacy. Stacy Keibler. John extended his hand, not knowing where she was, hearing both girls giggle. Stephanie told him to open his eyes. John opened his eyes to see a regular dressing room with a leather couch. On that leather couch, lay a naked blonde girl, who John assumed was Stacy. He heard clothing slip off, and looked beside him, Stephanie was topless. He saw Stacy get up from the couch, his eyes on her long legs as she walked towards him. John felt two pairs of hands on his body. He looked down, seeing Stephanie on her knees, unbuckling his belt, while Stacy was pulling his shirt over his head. Stacy began to kiss him, using her tongue, John felt his pants and boxer-briefs come off, as he felt another tongue on his body. He reached around Stacy, grabbing her ass, as he felt Stephanie slide his prick into her mouth.
Author's note:
Oh, come one, like I'm gonna give you two for the price of one. Hell, you aren't even paying for this story anyway, so you'll have to wait. Same as before, Comments about any of my stories, be it good or bad, Suggestions, be they far and outrageous, or Questions, be they stupid and illogical, can be sent to the email address in my profile. Thanks for reading, though. I have gotten a few responses, so thanks to those people. Anyone who reads and doesn't send a comment, well, I don't know.
