That is if you don’t want too.”Billy's Mom looked at me and replied, “So you like looking at my breasts do you. Do you want to touch them? You c...n, I don’t mind.”Of course I did but by then I couldn’t say another word. My throat was just too dry. She told me to come over and feel of them all afternoon if I wanted too. I went behind her chair and reached over her shoulders placing my hands on them. She sat back and just let me touch them. She suggested that I squeeze then and play with her. He casually put his large muscular hand around my shoulder and pulled me close. I felt his warm muscular body against me. I felt my nervousness start to melt away.“Maybe… but I like many things...” he said as he stroked his now fully erect cock.I also started touching myself slowly. Getting more comfortable and relaxed with every stroke.“Maybe we can help each other out again?” he asked a short time later and put his hand on my knee.He started sliding it slowly up and down, caressing my inner. Heaven! All the while I was sucking on her nipple. Sometimes hard, sometimes simply moving my tongue around it, sometimes gently nibbling, but always keeping my attention on her nipple. As I could put much of my weight on my left arm pressing into her pussy, I was able to use my right hand to stroke whatever parts of her I could reach. Suddenly she stopped, sat up and removed her shirt and pants – I quickly did the same – then she lay back for more. I could see her face had become flushed and. After that, she just pays for her groceries and said, ‘Well, just tell him Kara says hello,’ and waltzes out of the store.” Now that exchange got me to thinking. She had to have realized that I wouldn’t have been in the store. So that had to be her way of telling me her name and that she would entertain the idea of my approaching her. I mulled that suspicion over in my mind for a few days, while waiting for her to come in. When I didn’t see her for some time, I made a decision. If I was wrong,.