Well let’s finish up here and go inside for our regular Sunday nookie.’ ‘I wish you wouldn’t use that word.’ ‘You object to screw and fuck...’ ‘Couldn’t you be subtle and just say our afternoon nap?’ Carl snorted and said where would be the expectation if he used that daft term of inaction. We haven’t done anal for quite sometime Sarah.’ ‘Carl you idiot, keep your voice down. I want our neighbors to believe we are a respectable couple.’ ‘What’s wrong with you woman? Everyone is into anal, even. His club is one of two in the city, but they don’t fight for competition. My Uncle's place is older and more established then the other one. I called him up on his down time, to tell him about Ellen and I.“Uncle Mike, it’s Stuart, gotta confess to you that I have a steady girlfriend now. She’s called Ellen, and she’s the one, those tricks you taught me, she kinda likes them, so thanks for helping me out with that.”“I told you a woman would come, if you treated her the right way, is she a. I alternated between her butt and pussy lips for quite some time till she was aroused. Her nether lips were shining with moisture and I heard her soft whimpering which ceased the moment the sound of the spanks were no longer covering them up. "You're such a slut" I told her. She called me a fucker and told me to leave her alone because she was not interested. I pressed my middle finger against the entrance to her vagina, rotating it about before pressing it as deep as it would go. She exhaled. Mine is an island I’ve named Vaunt Isle. Other than that connection, every bimbo story is a standalone. They are predictable stroke stories usually in the first person. They are also extremely unrealistic in countless ways. You have been warned, so please to enjoy!* ‘Any more questions?’ I asked without really asking. I made it extremely clear over the course of the year that I didn’t like stupid questions. Whomever said there’s no such as a stupid question had obviously never taught at Vaunt.