In the middle of the night, I woke from an erotic dream where I was fucking both my sister and my daughter, and I had a raging hard-on. Well, why not?...I went to Rosies room, and slipped in. She was sleeping peacefully in a t-shirt and bikini underwear. A little wet spot was on her underwear from our earlier activities, and I wanted to hit that bullseye with my arrow right away. I crawled on top of her, moved her panty crotch aside, and entered her right as she was waking up. She welcomed my. Sure.”“Sorry, do you drink?” Lauren’s confidence waned.“Hey, hey, no questions. Just spontaneity,” Ken soothed her. Lauren smiled and nodded, and the two went off in search of the nearest LCBO. Thanks to Toronto being a big city, and Lauren’s phone GPS, it didn’t take long at all to find one, and soon the pair were inside, comparing their favorite drinks.“You’re buying a fair amount,” Lauren observed as they shopped. “Are you rich or something?”Ken shrugged, a smile on his face. “Today I am,”. She scans the street looking for an available cab - soon one passes, she hails it and climbs in. Just as she closes the door and sits down the cab pulls away - she's thrown back into her seat - causing her legs to open. With horror she realises she's no knickers on and the cabbie has just seen her shorn pussy - a landing strip is no protection and hurriedly she closes her legs. Too late, she can see the leering eyes of the cabbie in the rear-view mirror and she knows he's seen. In fact, she loved it. Smothering me with kisses and drenching my face with her tears of joy as she tried her best to hug the life out of me. I thought we were alone when I'd asked her, only to be surprised by Archie and the girls, Maria and husband, Giorgio and the rest of the bar-staff, all bursting into the lounge- and all carrying the biggest bottles of champagne I had ever seen."What would you have done if she'd said no?" I asked my mate later in the evening, standing at the bar while my.