You know, getting a feel, seeing if they're real." She grinned at me. "They're real. honest. Want to feel?" She grinned at me, knowing she was teasing...and enjoying it."Not here. We might get in trouble." I said as my cock jumped and squirmed."I can't wear a bra under this, and the wool or whatever it is, it scratches my tits something awful." She wiggled and her boobs jiggled.I nodded and admired. They were high and the aroused nipples were evident, poking out and pointing slightly away from. Then I carried her, her over 250 lbs frame it felt light (as a feather) as I licking her massive tits. Watching them react got my dick to react as it’s head felt the crack of her ass. She felt what was happening to her ass and laid her head against my shoulder while she enjoyed the feeling. As we arrived at the bed I gentle laid her sweet body down. The Karla asked “are you going to respect me in the morning”. I said “tomorrow and each morning after you have my respect”. There we laid in the. Except, it was not a new car."This is Cleopatra's Barge," Nan announced. "My husband Harlan named it that when he got it fifty-seven years ago. It's a 1953 Buick Roadmaster Convertible. We had some great times just cruising around with the top down back in those days. Two years before he passed, he had it all updated and repainted to make it just like new, only better. The top is new, the tires and other things that tend to rot are new. I have a list of all the things that were fixed or changed. "I doubt that" I said."Mother said how else do you know so much about his creation?" Amirta said."Whose creation?" I said still pacing."Mother talks about him, or his world, his people, his creation, she doesn't really explain to us what she means." Amirta said.I stopped pacing and looked at her."Why don't you ask her?" I said."She gets sad discussing that, she never mentions it, just some times like when she said you mush have knowledge of his creation." She said."Oh" I said."So have you made.