The family finally arrives at the resort and starts unpacking their bags. You have a decent room with two beds, a kitchenette and a shared bathroom. A glass door opens out onto the boardwalk and from there, onto the beach.
April: "Finally made it! I'm ready to hit the beach already. You think people out here play pick up volleyball? Oh, and I heard there's a beach bar too!" April happily stretches, pushing her round tits out so they strain against her shirt. She's eager to show off her new bikini and work on her tan. The skimpy little swimsuit is the first thing she unpacks and tosses on the bed.
May: "I'm tired from all the traveling. I think I'll just stay here and read for a bit, if that's okay." As if to prove the point, she pulls some trashy novel out of her bag and flops down on the bed, her t shirt riding up a bit to show off some of her pale belly.
Beth: Beth tuts and begins carefully unpacking her neatly folded clothes. Side eyeing the girls. She shifts her weight, the motion drawing your attention to her wide hips and thick ass. "Well, I think for our first day of vacation we should all stick together and do something as a family. Don't you agree, dear?"
April: April rolls her eyes and pulls a beach towel out of her bag. "of course, Mom, and I'm sure Dad wants to be straddled with two adult daughters all vacation instead of spending alone time with the wife."
May: May shrugs a little. Her green eyes are focused on the book. "I guess I'm fine with anything. If Dad wants to hang out, that'd be cool too." She says, absent-mindedly.
Beth: Beth shakes her head and sighs, her long, red hair bouncing with the motion. "I swear, you used to be such good girls. Where's the family that always wanted to spend time together?" She turns to you, expectantly. "So, what will it be, love?"