He had heard people say that no one ever consciously knew when they were dreaming and that they never saw colors in their dreams. But, in nearly all o... his dreams, he knew that he was dreaming. As for the colors, he had seen colors in his dreams for as far back as he could remember.“Perhaps it has something to do with a person’s imagination,” he thought to himself. “It might be that only the people with highly developed imaginations are able to see colors in their dreams. And, maybe, it’s only. There were plenty of tits available for viewing, but some women held the good stuff in reserve, until they had reason to let them out. MILFun36FF was one of those. >Love one. Are you shy? I asked. >Oh yes, terribly shy. Wink, wink. Check your box, she teased. I clicked the icon, and cursed, as the little circle cursor told me it was downloading. "Come on! Come on! Hurry!" I gasped impatiently. Finally, the screen was filled with a picture. Wow! In truth, it didn't really show much more than her. She released her ample breasts from the bra, and I let out a breath and said "so beautiful…” I could tell she was feeling humiliated and pissed off (my objectives, of course), but that encouragement helped a little. When she hesitated again, I casually flicked my hand to indicate she needed to also take her panties off. At that point, her look became more submissive, and still standing, she peeled them slowly off, one leg at a time.As she lifted her panties off of her foot and threw them into. I then peeked out the living room window. There was a huge hot tub on the back deck that was completely private with a steam meandering through the trees. The cabin was way more than I expected, rustic with the top of the line accommodations. After exploring the cabin I wondered what I should do first. I glanced back at my suitcase, might as well start the trip off strong and indulge myself in a little personal pleasure. I went into the bedroom and closed the d****s then unzipped my suitcase,.