I slowly lifted my hand and got close to the baby face which next to the breast. I slowly touched her breast, but there was no reaction from her end. ... started playing with it and could see the milk flowing out, wetting my hands. I squeezed her nipples little harder and she moans… and leans on my shoulder. Now I lost it… and could not wait any more. I unbuttoned her blouse and to my surprise ,she Was not wearing a bra inside, both her breast popped out. I put my hand around her and caught hold. She led me through the house to the garage and showed me the mower, she said she’d be back and left me with the ancient artifact that probably hadn’t run right in 20 years. She came back in a gauzy robe that was loosely tied. My mind was wandering and I tried to be calm as I explained to her that it needed more than a gas line and a spark plug and that for the repair cost and reliability: she’d be better off with a new mower. I nearly died when she squatted across from me and held her knees. She stepped up the the passenger side of the car where I sat, leaning over, allowing her blouse to fall open, displaying her cum covered tits, and hard nipples.“Um, are you going to let me in?” Cheryl questioned.“Yep, but you can drive,” I replied, and she giggled.She strutted around the car, her tits bouncing inside the shear material of the blouse. She slid in the drivers seat and adjusted it for her, then turned the key and started the car.“Go to the drive-up window of the steak house. I was rewarded with an even tighter hug. I was conscious of the softness of her breast as she pressed my arm against it. Then we were inside, laughing as we saw each other's hair. Mine was standing out sideways and wildly confused, but Betsy's looked like she had been electrocuted, twisted wildly in every direction.Mom seemed a little miffed at first but calmed down after she realized our late arrival had been innocent fun. But there was nothing innocent about the look in Betsy's eyes when they.