He Asks Her To Strip Naked

"Everything, actually," he smiled innocently.

Vanessa blushed. Baring her boobs was one thing, but she wasn't prepared to show her coochie just yet. Vlad sensed her hesitation and added, "If you want, we can try with your panties on first."

Vlad watched with interest as Vanessa was undressing herself. He liked what he saw and couldn't wait to see the young woman stripped bare. When her big knockers popped out of her bra, he couldn't help himself but whistle in appreciation.

The busty girl, now only wearing her white panties, stood in front of him, her massive chest heaving, and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Achoo!" he sneezed while he held an open plastic bag for her to put her clothes in.

"I think I'm OK," he said, once all the clothes were put away, "You've got a beautiful body!"

Vanessa blushed. She felt his eyes on her skin and wondered what Vlad was up to.

"Achooo!"

"Oh no," Vanessa sighed, "You're still feeling sick, aren't you?"

"I'm afraid so," Vlad sniffled, "It must be your panties."

Vlad sensed that she still wasn't ready yet and offered, "Maybe it's enough if you cut out some of the fabric?"

Vanessa thought that was a reasonable compromise and took the scissors he offered. Then, she started cutting large chunks out of her only remaining garment.

Vlad kept sneezing though and so she continued to cut and even asked him to help her remove more of the fabric from her butt area. Soon, there was not much left except for a wide strip covering her crotch and some string-like parts that held the sorry remains in place.

"Achoo!" Vlad sneezed, indicating that it still wasn't enough. Vanessa didn't know where she could cut more without destroying the garment completely.

And then it happened. The flimsy piece suddenly snapped and sailed to the ground, leaving her completely naked. Vlad now stared at her openly, his eyes glinting. He couldn't get enough of this busty little thing.