”“How’s your mother keeping Clive?”“She don’t travel so well these days, that’s why she got me to make the journey here.”“You’ve n... older brother then?”“Well our Craig’s gone and our Dad died a while back ... so it’s just me that came.”Sheba ran her gaze up and down his body. “I could tell you quite enjoyed looking at me Clive.”Clive flushed deeply, unsure what to say. His mind was a blank as he searched for the right phrase.“Your legs are great.” he blurted out, feeling instantly stupid.“Oh,. He brought back 3 boxes of shoes and then took her foot in both hands as he started to put the shoe on.“Oh man your hands feel so good and my feet are killing me.” He stopped with the shoe and for some unknown reason started to massage her foot. He had given is mother foot massages after her work days so he had a good idea of what worked, he had also read some books in the special section of the main library that got into massages of a different nature so his hands knew just what to do.As he. You feel so hard!” she whispered as she slowly dropped to her knees.She pulled down my shorts and boxers, letting my cock jump up in her face. My hard, throbbing eight inches were standing straight out near her lips. She took it gently in her hand and licked the head a few times, then pushed her head forward to take it into her warm mouth.I took her head in my hands and pulled it to me. She moaned to indicate that she couldn’t take anymore, but I pushed with my hips and pulled, forcing my cock. Either there was only one available because Marcy had booked the room for one, or more likely, there was another in the wardrobe outside and she simply hadn’t bothered to bring it in to the bathroom.Paul wrapped a towel around his waist. He wasn’t sure why exactly; he was sure that he’d be completely bare again before too long. But something about stepping out into the motel room nude felt a bit too presumptuous.Hesitating a moment with his hand on the door handle, Paul sighed, and stepped out.