Desperation For A Single Meal

"D-Did you just say that you want to l-lick the curry off my chest?!" Camila asked with a flushed face and tried to back away from me in a fright, but she couldn't do so since my hands were still holding onto her breasts and I didn't look like I was going to let go of her mounds of meat any time soon. "Why would you want to do such a vulgar thing so early in the morning?!"

"Vulgar?...How is not wasting the food given to you considered vulgar?" 

I asked with a questioning gaze in my eyes, while at the same time pushing her breasts up and down, which made the curry on her cleavage move from side to side. 

"I mean, just how were you planning on cleaning this mess off your chest?...You were probably going to use a towel to wipe it off and then take a shower, right?"