Instead, she chose to go down the more intimate and sensual route of having me undress her. Disrobing a lover was more for the titillation and forepla... than anything else. There’s something incredibly sexy about a guy unzipping a girl’s dress, and watching as it falls from her body, or slowly peeling her out of her clothes, piece by piece. Savouring every inch of her body as it was exposed anew.I placed my hand on her right hip as I moved up behind her and leisurely pulled down the zipper. I. "Sorry, but I noticed you weren't wearing pantyhose any more. Did you snag them?" I asked trying to switch the subject."Uh-huh. I hope you don't mind. I know it's not professional, but I caught them on a screw in the bathroom and they tore all the way up." As if reading my mind, she pointed to a spot on her inner right thigh, right were the tat resides. I felt my pulse jump, and thought to myself. 'SLOW DOWN BIG BOY, SHE'S ONLY 21, AND YOU'RE OLD!!!'As we pulled out to head back toward the. I started rubbing my thumbs up inside her pussy with a little bit of lube on them. As I rubbed, I pulled her pussy open, a little more each time, this took a while, I didn't want to hurt her. She started to moan as I moved over to using three fingers. I added more lube and she started to rub her clit while I moved my fingers in and out, then I added the fourth finger, that had her pretty spread out and she started to climax, I could feel her pussy squeezing and releasing my fingers as she. ‘Come on Charlie, we don’t want to keep Papa waiting.’ As we loaded onto the private jet, I took a seat on one of the plush leather reclining chairs that faced toward the rear of the plane. Isabella chose the seat opposite me and proceeded to pour us glasses of a 25 year old Hankey Bannister blended Scotch from her father’s private collection. As I drank, the burn in my throat made my eyes begin to water and Isabella again let out a flirty laugh. While the plane tore down the runway, I glanced.