She relaxed in the large 4 poster bed, feeling the heavy quilt on her as she snuggled up for the night, trying to go through her head what she had to ...o tomorrow to finish up. Alice was a petite lady, about 5'2 130 pounds nice firm breasts, large nipples that to her were both her best asset and worse enemy, especially when it was cold out. She had to always wear super padded bras at work, and even then you could still see the outline of her nipples when it was cold out or she was excited. After. That guy holded her from her back and hugged her toching her boobs with his chest tightly and was looking in her eyes he started to massage her back and then holded her hand at put them aside. On seeing all that my dick started to grow and was eagrly waiting for him to open her top. He capped her boobs and then pressed them she closed her eyes facing sidewards and was feeling very shy but aroused.Then he put hid three fingerd inside her top touching her cleavage to open first hook and now her. He looked much like a boxing legend or something. He was also very tall, at least 6′ 4′, but I could only guess from my position on the bed. The Michael Clark Duncan-look alike didn’t say anything, and didn’t move to touch me, his face showed no emotion. Strangely, I found that a little comforting, I did my best to emulate him. I didn’t ask any of the dozens of questions pinging around my head, I didn’t start to cry, and I didn’t try to struggle against my restraints. I had noticed I was. Or anyone!” she snapped.“I realise this, but do not let your pride get in the way of retrieving an item of value to you,” I replied gently.“You make it so hard to hate you, Nemesis,” she stated with a glare, a single tear falling from her left eye.“Told you before; I’m not your Nemesis, not now,” I shrugged. “You’ve done well since your release; just don’t let stubborn pride get in the way of asking for help.”“Pah! I’ll see you in two days.” She curtly dismissed me, clearly wishing to be.