I just told her I didn't mind and that she should just lean back and relax. The socks peeled off in an incredibly arousing fashion. Perhaps you know what I'm talking about. Her feet weren't saturated, but they were damp, damp enough to cling to the sock a bit. The odor grew stronger as did the excitement in my pants. I placed a pillow on my lap in order to keep the erection building up hidden and began kneading her soles, nearly drooling over the beautiful feet. Chantal would flex her arches every once in a while and that got me going even more. She dozed off and on over the next half hour, but I continued, dedicated to this queen's feet. After about 35/40 minutes she was revitalized and woke up for real.