Claire and I bothwere a little tipsy by then, and I remember we had a great time with lotsof wonderful people, but the details of it all are a little ...azy. I doremember that we invited Patricia and Annelie to the wedding whenever wefigured out when it was going to be, and said our goodbyes to them bothin every way imaginable. I do remember getting fucked in my rear a trulystaggering number of times. I remember Claire servicing several cocks ata time as I drove a dildo in and out of her ass. You proceed to remove your swimsuit bottoms and straddle me. At this time I am able to gaze up at you, with your hair slightly messed, cheeks reddened and breasts heaving. I slide my hands along your hips and grasp them, while you scratch my chest hard with your fingers. Then you lean forwards and lower yourself on my cock. For a moment you sit there, and we both enjoy merely sensations of me inside of you. Then you begin moving your hips backwards and forwards. I grip hard at your hips and. My eyes snapped open.June's brown pigtails spread over my chest, her face resting right below my head. Memories flooded back to me. My eyes flicked to the laptop on the nightstand, screen off, but it was still on. Still interfaced with the mind-control device broadcasting down in my basement. The one that had changed my family last night.We had all loved each other. Dusk, my eldest daughter of twenty, and myself. Dusk and my wife. June and me. June and my wife and Dusk. Dusk and June. June and. I quickly understood the appeal of nudism and its glory.My sister engaged in casual conversations with several of the older ladies. It seemed like they adored her, and they told her a few times that she was very pretty. In the back of my mind, I definitely agreed.At 9 am sharp, all of us prepared to board the large tour bus. Christine and I were the only people who carried large luggages. Unfortunately, there was no room in the storage area. Our luggages wouldn't fit.I gave Christine a look.