A few seconds after ringing the doorbell the door opened and we were greeted by our hostess, 'Barbie'. No, I'm not kidding; Barbie is really her name....Apparently, her mother had a 'thing' for Barbie dolls that she never grew out of. So, when she turned up pregnant with twins, Barbie's mother decided it would be really cool to name the girl 'Barbie'. Want to guess what Barbie's brother is named? If you guessed 'Ken' move to the front of the line and collect your prize.Unfortunately, the name is. He had no idea I positioned him into my trap.He zips me up and says there you go. I turn, and ask him how it looks. Of coarse he says very nice. I tell him, I know my boobs are pretty big. Do you think there is just to much cleavage to wear this in public? He says there is a lot......but I think it looks good. I told him how nice he was for helping me, and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. I pulled back, we smiled at each other. Then I gave him a better kiss on the other cheek. Looked at him. " I guess it does! But the complication here is that our crowd equates nudity with eroticism. I don't know how Dom will react to it." The same way men do everywhere, dear. But if you wish, we can provide robes for you."We gratefully accepted the offer and were provided with soft cotton robes, although our hosts continued to be nude. I found myself looking at Nigel's cock more than I probably should have. It hung limply down, its cap completely covered by foreskin. I was used to seeing erect. He went over to Hannah and kissed her, briefly but warmly, on the lips. Hannah put her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. “Hi hun,” she said softly. “Nice to see you again.”I approached the two of them and interrupted. “Put him down, Hannah – plenty of time for that.”Hannah stepped back from David, a little embarrassed, and I handed David one of the gins.“We got you a drink in… I know you like a stiff one,” I said with a disarming smile.I knew the gin and tonic was the last thing on.