She could not see the people, but she felt as if 100 eyes would stare at her. In the middle of the room stood a wooden box, which was splitted in 4 pa...ts. Sam guided Mary into the first box tile and adjusted her paws into the 4 halfrings. Then the second tile was added by 2 men by stacking it on the first tile. Her paws were trapped now. Sam placed her tits into the next 2 halfrings and the 2 men stacked tile 3 onto the pile, trapping her tits and squeezing them into the a little smaller holes. I step back a little and start unbuttoning her blouse. She helps when I start pulling it off her arms and shoulders. I kiss her again and reach behind her and unfasten her bra. I step back again and the bra comes off and her large, round breasts are right there, nipples a medium pink, aureolas a darker pink. Extremely lovely. "You have perfect breasts, Lisa," I say to her and use my hands to caress her breasts and pinch lightly on her nipples. "Oh fuck," she says, reaching to my shirt and. I would have kept it in our hands and sent the French packing. You can be sure that would have happened to us if the boot had been on the other foot.” He paused, and I could see he was dragging up a long-buried fact from his memory. “I recall the French captured Fort St George in seventeen forty-six -- a young fellow by the name of Robert Clive managed to escape and carried the news to Fort St David fifty miles south of here. When the French attacked Fort St David they were driven off. However. ..'What the fuck! Why not?!'I slipped my trousers down and took them off, then I removed my t-shirt. I looked at the clothes, took another deep breath and picked up the T-shirt - it wrapped itself round my hands and felt really nice! I opened the bottom of the t-shirt and poked my head through. I could smell the strong PVC - for some reason it smelt really horny. I pulled it down and slid my arms in - it was cold, but felt incredible! I pulled it down - it was a perfect fit. I picked up the.