My breasts bounce freely beneath his shirt, and I wonder if I was better off in the towel. When I enter his kitchen, his eyes glance down to my chest ...or a moment, before he turns his body away from me, searching through a cupboard. "Do you want some water?" he asks, clearing his throat. "No, I'm fine, thanks." "No problem." "Thank you for the clothes," I say, as I make my way towards the kitchen where he's standing. "It's fine," he says, grinning at me. "They look better on you anyway." Again. I looked at his face and he had a shocked look – like someone had done something to him. I looked down at myself and I found out why he looked this way. My shirt was pulled up and I am sure he could see my hairy pussy and part of my naked ass. I pulled my shirt down to cover things up and got to my feet as fast as I could, and so did he – he was not bad looking, 20ish with brown hair and muscular build. I apologized and so did he, we made sure that we were each ok and off I went towards. Rob was trying to keep Eileen from pushing bits of corn chips down the front of his shirt. In return, he was trying to pull her shirt up. It seemed to be the goal to get as many chips as possible down Rob without allowing him to reveal her breasts.Andy and Patti, however, unabashedly necked. They kissed each other deeply, they ran their hands under each other’s shirt, caressing anything and everything they could reach.At one point, Eileen paused in her assault on Rob to call out, “Look at those. " She ordered him, "Show me how thankful you are for this treat." The slave did just that, he lifted his head up a few inches, the gimp mask he was wearing didn't cover his mouth so he was able to press his lips to her bare cheek and kiss her ass.She kept making him kiss it while Sarah was sucking him off as best she could, 'til Mandy decided enough kissing and just sat right down on his face, leaving just enough of a gap between his mouth and her bum so he could breathe. She must have felt in.