I held it in my hand and felt the weight of it and knew it would feel wonderful once in place. Naked but for stockings I wandered over to the bathroom...where Lana was drying herself in a large towel. In mock bemusement I asked, ‘Where, precisely, is this supposed to go?’ Her eyes sparkled and her teeth shone as she grinned at me. ‘Well, if you don’t know it’ll be an even bigger surprise but why do I suspect you know perfectly well?’ She took the plug from my hand and kissed me. ‘Wash but. This is more than a sip. Don’t be disappointed if it isn’t as good as your first.”I stood and turned to sit with Rachel. She moved over, and I raised the arm, then took Becky back onto my lap. “Rachel, I can’t promise everything will be okay; I just don’t know. But, I will promise that whatever comes, the four of us are family and will face it together.”Rachel sighed and leaned into me, “You’re a good man, Virgil Caen. I have high hopes. I’m glad I have you.”We’d been on the ground two hours. Mom was the first up, and my mouth dropped open at the sight of my mother wearing a string bikini bottom and no top. Her big breasts jiggled as she climbed up on deck. I was glad I was wearing sunglasses as Mom might not have liked the going over I gave her as she smiled at me.Next up was Grandma Claire. She wore the same as mother. Grandma Claire's tits didn't jiggle like Mom's. Grandma's were fake, but great fakes, in that they looked natural, they just didn't move when she did. She walked. I couldnt get it all the way in, but I tried my best, trying to force it past the back of my throat, with little success. When he put his hands on the back of my head and began controlling my movements, I knew he was ready to blow. He was against the back of my throat when he blew his load. The force was familiar and instantly got me so excited that if there were a hand on my cock, I would have blown as well. It surged in my mouth, and as I pulled off him another blast took place in my mouth..