Dennison wanted to be— right on the very top.Four years later, when he met Flo in Vancouver, he wasmore in a position to seriously think about g...ttingmarried than in those rugged, leaner years scroungingfor every cent. Business was surprisingly good rightfrom the start, despite all the fatalistic warningsfrom the old-timers along the river. He shrugged offtheir admonitions as just what they were: fearful,empty predictions from frightened old men, afraid ofnew b***d, new. There were increasingly frequent suggestions that the CIA, or some other international evildoer, might be behind the outbreak of Sudden Dictator Death Syndrome.But of course there was no evidence to be found anywhere that this growing group of miscreants had not simply met their Maker in close temporal proximity. The deaths were all just happy coincidences. Or at least, so it seemed.World politics is a complicated subject, so it wasn’t like there was a sudden outbreak of Peace on Earth and Good. The kind you never see in real life, but occasionally see in paintings. I was afraid to breath for fear of breaking whatever wonderful spell was upon my life.She had asked me - as one of her fantasies - to wake her with my cock inside her. I took some lube from the nightstand and covered my cock with it. I then slowly mover her legs apart so she didn't wake, and knelt between her legs. Then I entered her without any warning. She loved it. Her back arched immediately to greet my cock and she. He positioned Lauren to lay over the edge of the bed above me, her legs on either side of me. Entering her moist slit from behind, he slowly moved into her. "There it is," he announced as he stopped. He grabbed his exposed shaft and moved it around in her for a moment before pulling out. The end of his cock was now coated in my cum. Pointing it downward, he thrust it toward me. He shook it in my direction when I didn't immediately put it in my mouth. "Come on, bro," he urged. I acquiesced and.