"Anne'll be mighty pleased to know you'll be theah with 'im, Miss Scott."Anne was Angus's wife, and her concern was touching. I had never met her, alt...ough I did pay her an exorbitant sum of money to get the place ready for me each year. I only connected with Angus twice a year. The first time would be in Ellsworth, where he would meet me at the rental car office in his 1975 Volvo to bring me to his fishing boat for the ride to the island. The second time would be thirty days later, when he. “That’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl, Savanna. But you see this car has a real problem.” As he opened the passenger door he continued. “See? This seat is empty. Have you ever been in a Corvette? Would you like to sit in this one?” “Why me?” Savanna asked. “I’ll be honest with you. I noticed you excitedly cheering for your team inside. Your jiggling and bouncing breasts are what initially caught my attention. I knew right then that I had to meet you and at least offer you a ride home,. I was being used and abused like a cheap Thai hooker while they cheered and laughed, I would've cried had it not been for the fact I enjoyed every second of my forced anal penetration, they all took turns this way. Fucking my mouth to get their cocks wet and waiting for whoever was plowing my asshole to blow inside me then taking that mans spot.My knees went numb, my arms grew weak, my cock raged on harder and harder with each forced entry. My asshole was now used to the abuse, accepting cocks. In truth, Stan had never stood a chance, but he’d gone willingly to his doom. It wasn’t going to be the same with Anne, since she’d expect him to at least make the first steps himself. His doubts returned. ‘She’s surely not going to want anything more than a dance lesson with me,’ he thought. Well, in the minibus last night she’d consented to taking dance classes. He’d promised to make the arrangements, so he’d better get on with it, he mused. ‘Time passes quickly enough with my woolgathering.’.