A audible thump sounds as the two front legs of Cin's chair hit the floor.   Feet sweeping off the table.  As she lurches forward out of her seat.   Climbing, crawling onto the table that is between them.    The pose of the posture gained in her accessing the table.   Reveals the ample fullness of her bosom, held within the same leather strap garment she just played with in tease towards you.<br/><br/>Now upon the table partially sitting up as she kneels.   Her gaze sweeps down at you with a come hither look.  All inhibition tossed out with her inebriation.   A wicked gleam of wanton naughtiness fills her eyes, as she smirks in conjecture to the look.  Her left hand reaches to the buckle of the outfit that rests over her naval.   Her fingers work to undo it.    Through not in a deft application.  No far from such, her state of intoxication, making her less then graceful.   As she clumsily undoes the buckle.  While she is about to say something.   When all of sudden as she gets the buckle on done.  The leather strap falling from running through her inner thighs.   Cin suddenly loses her balance an falls back wards on the table.    There is time to catch her as she falls over backwards.  As what she was going to say is changed as she gasps out in surprise.<br/><br/><em>"Whoah!"</em><br/><br/>Her legs bend under her,  as her head and shoulders fall hanging over the side she just climbed up onto the table.  The rest of the leather straps fall away from her bosom.  As her breasts fall into the collar of her outfit.   Unless helped she struggles to right herself up from the  predicament she suddenly finds herself in.   In which she is flashing her vulva to you.  Smooth shaved, is what you notice.