"I stepped through the door and immediately I could feel the line between my dream self and my body snap into place. A lot had changed since I'd done ...his the first time with Angela. That time I had been in constant danger of 'waking up' and losing the connection. This time was better; I could see both places at once with no effort. The problem was I couldn't focus on just one scene."Looks like I'm driving," Jamie said."Can you feel the line?" I asked."No, you're going to have to guide me.". There is no wrong way.” Rebecca replied, leaning in to kiss Karen again. I was so worked up! I never realized how totally hot, watching two girls could be. Part of me wanted to walk over and jerk off on them while they played together, but part of me didn’t want to disturb the moment. Eventually, I thought, my chance for fun with these two women would arrive and be well worth the wait. So, I sat, stroked, and watched intently. Karen had kissed her way down to Rebecca’s breasts, alternately. It had been a great afternoon. I had finally fucked Jan and discovered that deep down she was a slut.Her explanation of her feelings made sense and we talked again about how all her married life sex was more of a duty.She had enjoyed sex with her husband ,at times, but basically never felt fulfilled and up until a few weeks ago ,when taking the photos, had never considered or thought of herself as sexual, attractive or desirable, finding it surprising I referred to her boobs as great and. A real coffin this time and not a bogus one.We rested without much talk in the quiet solitude of the single row. Most of the rest of the cabin was filled with the sound of American tourists chattering about Rome this or Florence that and what a great shot someone had of the ruins of the Coliseum.Olga dropped off into a restless sleep and I watched the tilled fields and the vineyards flash by so fast that I was annoyingly unable to make out where one ended and another one began.An attractive.