Ok this shit is going beyond weird. There is no way anyone but the girls could know how it felt to them.As I saw myself moving between the first girl'... legs I was actually feeling fear. Real fear, somehow. I was seeing through her eyes and feeling everything as if I was really her. The pleasures of her body being so close and needing to cum so badly. Her nipples being crinkled up tight on her chest, the pussy juices on her asshole starting to cool and dry a bit, the heat of my body above her. The flight attendant looked confused; the young woman looked stunned.(Do you speak Russian? I am trying to find out about my connecting flight.) There had been a delay in New York, and the in-flight announcement made it clear that several passengers would miss connections in KC. “I am supposed to fly to Phoenix on a flight that is leaving before we will land, and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”I smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I can translate for you.“ “M’am--this young woman has a. " I tested to see if I felt any jealousy about my son and my new mature girlfriend having a romantic lovemaking session. Nothing went on alert, so I put that thought behind me.Sarah rolled around so she was facing me, her breasts pushed against my chest. "I'd like you to make love to me." She smiled like a bright flower in between our kisses."I'm an old man. You two wore me out last night. It'll take me the rest of the year to recover." I shook my head at my sad condition."Nonsense," Sarah. On this particular day it was worse for some reason and I could not figure out why. Over the next few hours it just grew to be unbearable and having lost track of time I decided to relieve myself. This turned out to be a bad idea of course, and not that long after dropping my shorts Sarah walked in the door to see me sitting on the couch hand on dick and phone in hand. All I could say was “Hi”. I can’t remember clearly what I was thinking however it did mostly consist of fuck I’m busted being.