Woken some time later by noise in the hall downstairs, I couldn’t help but look to see it was his mother Booth coming home from a party at a neighbo...r’s place, very drunk. Her husband Pete wasn’t with her. There was no sign of Mick, but he is a heavy sleeper. Booth sat at the bottom of the stairs trying to get her shoes off. Why I don’t know - but maybe it was her presence, alone and me still randy - I went down and asked if she needed help. She looked up at me with sad bleary eyes and I could. Like I said – my Kryptonite.As she removed my heel, she lifted my feet back to her face and gently placed a kiss on my feet, and took in the scent of my legs. She sniffed hard and started kissing my feet vigorously. As if she was possessed, as if she was under a spell my scent.I had to calm her down – I withdrew my legs and placed them on her thighs. Even after all this work, she did with her face, there was just a single strand of hair out of place. I tucked the hair behind her ear sensually.. But before either he or I could say anything, Sue stepped up to him and with her hands on her hips said, "You don't have to tell me to leave! You're too late. I've already made my money for the night and I'm outta this two-bit truck stop. You'll just have to try to catch me earlier next time." With that said, she grabbed my arm and we quickly walked across the street to her car parked at the bar. At her car we laughed thinking about what the security geek must be thinking. Then we kissed a. Jana stood back and watched her work with a dreamy expression. She got so hot by watching that she started to play with herself. Sandra tried to cry for help, but the noise she made was dampened. Again she began to wind herself in her bounds, but for other, less tender reasons. The plastic over her mouth was lifted and sank back in an imitation of breathing, but no oxygen came in and none of the used air could leave that cage of glass. The plastic was sucked back again in the desperate attempt.