"Now eat up. The flight isn't over yet and you will need your energy."The snack of dry morsels that the airline called dinner was over quickly. Lookin... at Lana, I could see she was still hungry, but not for food. She watched me like a cat with a mouse, her grin once again perched on her full lips. Her hand snaked into my lap and caressed me under the tray table. Leaning close to my ear she whispered, "I think we are ready for dessert." A nibble on my ear left no question of the delicacy she had. It was like her hands and arms were moving of their own volition, to the middle front of her bra. Jonah’s camera zoomed in close filling my big TV with her body from the waist up.Her hands were shaking as she unsnapped the bra, her eyes looking around the room. I remembered the night of the strip poker game with Tanya and Tanner, two people she had known intimately. When she took her bra off then, she cupped her tits with her hands trying to hide them for as long as possible.I couldn’t imagine. She has the pouty lips, nicely shaped. She's 4'9, only making her cuter. She has curves like I've never seen, thick thights, and a C36 bra size. That's fun on my part. She's always wearing bright colors and batting her long eyelashes at me, it brightens my day.The only thing wrong with her is she thinks its funny to send me pictures of her in only her bra, or undies. She also thinks its funny to send me text messages that are dirty, yet she never once mentioned she wanted to lose her virginity. ‘So why you pick me?’ she asked. ‘You were the most beautiful one there, and you looked the most natural, comfortable. It was an easy choice, the others seemed more; fake or forced in either the way they dressed or their makeup. You just seemed to have a touch more class.’ I could feel the warmth from inside her on my thigh and swallowed as for the first time during the massage she reached down and took me in her hands. It was only for a few seconds, still she never took her eyes from mine,.