’ ‘Even if you could return twenty-two or twenty-three, which ones do you keep?’ asked Jen. ‘You need to have the pitchers you got from people...who may come over your house. How do you explain you returned their lovely gift because you ran out of attic space to store it against the possibility they might visit? ‘And do you have any idea how long it would take to return twenty-some pitchers?’ ‘Now there’s an entrepreneurial opportunity,’ I joked. ‘Start a firm that returns shower, wedding and. Tell us more. Tell us about Gramps hugging you. Is his cock as big as Joe Don’s? We know stuff like that always runs in the family.”“Well, I didn’t get to measure Gramps cock. But when I felt it, it was almost down to his knee and my pussy got wet thinking about the two men I love most, having huge cocks like that. I think I’d love to measure Gramps cock, so I could tell you both how big it is and what it looks like.”“I wish we could be there to help you measure him. Now get your skirt up and. Would it fit into me? What’s wrong with me? Was it the wine? I’m not like this.The rest of the afternoon was uneventful. Ron took a nap and then watched TV. I puttered around outside, trying to stay away from him. Richard came home a little after six. He came into the kitchen and asked how my day had been. I said okay. What was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to tell him I had been dreaming of a big, black dick all afternoon? I joined the men, after doing the dishes. They were laying back on. The funny part about it was that Steve looked like he had been up all night. It didn’t take much for me and Tisha to put two and two together. We could have teased them but they knew pretty well what we had been up to all night. By the time we got to the little hidden lake, Ken, Max and Kevin had every thing set up, including a canopy pavilion that looked like a large white tent without walls. They had it set up like a Victorian boudoir with a brass bed, vanity and a full-length mirror stand. I.