Early in the morning, you wake up hard again.

You dream of how you felt when you were inside her mind. You dream of how she was reacting to your touch. You dream of her body, of her lips, of her breasts, of her pussy. How it felt to feel all of them?

You wake up, your cock hard in your boxers, your hand wrapped around it, stroking it slowly. You think of the brain shattering climax you had experienced with her.

You think of the pleasure you both shared. You think of the power you wielded over her and Dr. Reese. You feel a stirring on the wire, as if she is feeling it too.

You stroke faster, imagining that she is doing the same.

You imagine that she is touching herself, and that you are touching her. What it felt like to touch yourself in her body. You feel yourself getting closer and closer to orgasm. Your hand is moving faster and faster. You feel the orgasm building and building.

You want to cum so badly, but you don't want to let go of the connection. You want to feel her cumming with you. You feel the orgasm hit you, you feel yourself explode on your hand. It sends a shock wave through the line, one that echos back towards you. Was she pleasuring herself as well?

Did she cum with you? You wonder. You can't tell. You're still asleep, and still holding the connection. You can feel the threads of her mind receding back into the darkness of her subconscious as her activity on the connection fades. You look outside and see that it is still dark out. You let sleep take you once again.