And Mrs. Bingham's cabin was the third one on the left in section A. I could find the cabin and go in, or I could find them in the conference hall whe...e they were listening to the most renowned lecturer they had ever signed up. Wow!The cabin had one double bed in it. In the bath, Connie's stockings were hung over the shower stall and I saw her teddy crumpled on the far side of the bed. There was a man's shaving equipment by the washbasin. I guess the laundry hadn't been changed today for there. I was dressed as I had been with my overnight bag slung over my shoulder and my laptop bag on my other. There was no flash of light, no loud bang, nor any significant thing occurring to note the transition. For transition it was. I was now in a forest surrounded by tall trees and quiet rather than the noise of a busy urban airport. I lifted my head and shoulders and took a look around and saw ... nothing, but trees and bushes. There were no people, no machines, no airport, and no noise of any. "Nothing works better than 'the stick'. A man just can't resist. Isn't that right Ernest?" Joan says.Lips engulf my slowly hardening cock. Hands caress my balls. I'm rock hard in less than 30 seconds. "I love to see a man with a strong hard cock don't you Marcy?" Joan asks. I wish she hadn't said anything. Because that meant Ernest was sucking my cock.The sound of clothes rustling could only mean one thing. In a second I could feel soft warm breast being pushed into my face."Help me get on him.. We exchange lustful gazes as she says "oohhh you're a cuddly one". I then kiss her passionatly on the lips and our embrace moves from being tender to lustfilled. My hands now carressing every inch of her sexy body through her clothes. My cock now hard and bulging inside my pants as we stand up again and stroll further on down the path till we reach a grassy area. I lay her down on her back and then climb on top of her. I begin to suck on her lips and tongue as she pushes her hips up into.