It might be best if you resume your sessions in the chambers, even if you choose not to discuss what you do there. Resuming your sessions might make ...you look into yourself and help you to gain a bit of insight into your personal issues.” I closed my eyes and nodded my head. I knew the counselor was right. I’d know it all along, even if I hadn’t honestly admitted my feelings to myself. However, after my last sim-chamber session, I’d promised myself that it would be my last. Imagining. .. I mean she, Chris ... was ah," Jackie laughed."I have a pretty good idea," My wife said looking down at her daughter, and then up at me. "But, standing here, I have to admit ... that does look like a bit of fun," she added.I felt genuinely relieved as Jackie turned removing her bathrobe, hanging it on one of the hooks behind the door, suddenly she too was naked. She walked over now standing in front of Chris as she remained sitting on the toilet seat, legs still spread, and still stroking. My hand slides up to one of her lovely apple-sized breasts over her bra. The fabric is so light that I can feel her nipples. She moans softly as I massage both of her breasts, and let my fingers play with her hardening nipples. ‘Oh, Michael!’ is all she says as she moan quietly. I slide my hand up over her bra to her satiny-soft chest, and slide it into her bra, cupping one of her breasts. The feeling is indescribable. She is so soft, but there is firmness to them under the skin that is very. She reaches in, pulls it out. It is a pink creature that looks like a blind eel, with heavy balls hanging in an exaggerated scrotum from its hind end. It squirms in her hand and wiggles struggling vainly in the woman’s grip as she smiles down at me.Then she drops it on my belly with a wet thump. I freeze trying to suppress a shudder as my eyes widen in horror.It wriggles there, pushing it’s way down, until it is bumping and rubbing at my mound, then it begins to press into my body with firm.