"No, it’s ok. I don’t know why I’m being so nervous about this. I have done nothing but think about this night for over a year now. Everything a...ways plays out in my head so perfectly and right now words escape me. I gave my list of rules and guide lines to Jane, I hope she passed those along to you both?" When they both nodded she went on "To be honest I don’t want to plan this out. I just.. I want.." For a year this played out in her head and now on the night that it was happening she was at. Other than cheerleader camp the girls had not had a real getaway vacation in many years. Also since all of us had been intimate for quite a while it only seemed natural to keep the familial unit together.We headed out on the first leg of our journey to Galveston to camp out on the beach. That gave us a chance for a shakedown to see if everything was in order. We all had a ball swimming and sub bathing (the part I liked best) and getting accustomed to sleeping arrangements. The camper had plenty. The whole process was very high in organisation and the quality of customer service was phenomenal: the machine arrives in a concealed and anonymous metal chest with locking devices for maximum security, making the use very discrete and more of a naughty pleasurable secret. A courier drops it off to your address for a decided day and collects at end of your trial period, allowing your use to be stress-free and completely dedicate all your energy into using the machine. When the machine arrived. “That’s part of it. She has a perfect body. Those tits, they look delicious. Her bum too.” She bit lightly down on my nipple and I arched my back. I couldn’t help myself, and when I looked down at her, it was Clare’s face that looked up at me, my nipple caught between her smiling lips and flicking the tip with her tongue. “Shit!” I gasped, and all the pieces of the truth that I had tried to avoid so long snapped into place. My resentment cracked, and through those cracks seeped the desire touch.