“I can’t take it, I can’t make it all the way home,” she said as she tried to rub her cunt through her pants. “Let’s go to my office. It�...s closer.”“Seriously?!” Ryan laughed. “I guess I’ve put you through enough today. Better get you some relief.”“It’s that or in the middle of the fuckin’ road, honey. And I’ve had about enough of cops for one day.”They drove into the parking garage in Lauren’s building, and she handed Ryan her building pass. In the car, Lauren had ditched the clown outfit for. The white shirt he was holding in his hands, however, was pretty much a lost cause."Damn," she muttered under her breath. "What about my bra," she said without thinking about the implications.He fished around in the dryer and pulled it out, the coffee stain clearly evident on the band and left cup. A 34B he noted as he passed it over to her. "Nope, looks like we are oh for two."Samantha was not sure whether to cry, throw things or just curl up in defeat. This day, this trip was not turning into. Simultaneously I opens inserted my right hand into her leggings and went below her panties. She was soaking wet! She had cummed already and I was so happy that I was pleasuring her so good. I didn’t insert my finger in just kept rubbing her clit, again I wanted to tease her. I wanted to taste her so I started giving her small kisses.I started from her forehead and slowly went down kissing her eyes,nose,mouth,cheeks,ears,arms, breasts, her awesome flat stomach and then I didn’t stop at her pussy. Mom didn't handle her drinking very well,after 3 glasses of wine she was toast. Her friend Lisa would always help her in the house and to the couch where she would pass out. I would take off her heels and cover her up with a blanket. Since I was little mom would come home from work kick off her shoes and ask me to rub her feet for her. She knew I had a foot fetish and that I always enjoyed touching and rubbing her feet for her. I would rub her feet for an hour or so and by that time I would.