More buttons

Knowing that you've not nearly had enough fun with Kirsty yet you click your fingers.

As she bends down, the shirt hanging awkwardly with it's missing buttons shifts and the pressure of her bending is enough to send the remaining buttons skittering away, the shirt suddenly flapping completely open.

"What the fuck!" Kirsty practically growls, quickly pulling the shirt tight around her again and glancing over her shoulder.

Realising that she is still alone she lets out a sigh, and lets the shirt hang open, giving you a great view of her body, as she begins her search for the missing buttons.