” The guy on the other end of the line must have been pretty slick on the phone. During the first call, he was able to get her to tell him ‘a lot ...f personal things’. Apparently that call was a little longer than a minute or two!He asked her what outfit she was wearing: “I’m just wearing those old, tight, ragged jeans that you guys all seem to like so much and a red top”.“What kind of red top is it” he asked? “It’s the one with short puffy sleeves,” she told him.Getting more to the point of his. After a short stroll, we found the perfect place in between some dunes, the sand here in south Sweden is super fine and soft. The beach was nearly deserted, it being a Monday morning and all. She quickly took her clothes off and changed into her bikini, no modesty whatsoever. I hungrily looked on, her bathing suit was sheer when dry, I couldn't wait to see her after a dip.We lay down for a bit of sun, chit chatting about something, I have no idea what, I was fully preoccupied with her body and. Finally she said those 2 words that any man in my position would want to hear and those words are "Fuck Me"she laid there and spread her legs put on of them up by her head. I slowly put the head of my cock near the entrance of her now soaked pussy and slowly penetrated it her moans of ecstasy was all i needed to rock my cock in and out of her pussy she started thrusting forward to meet my own thrusts and we were fucking and i mean fucking in and out and hearing her say YEA FUCK MY PUSSY YEA. The darkness and fog fought each other, trying to get around one another, to advance the line.Screams were drifting on the air and I winced at how many screams I was hearing. Some were battle charge yells; some were death screams, or just plain screams of rage and pain. I shook my head in disbelief."I must go to the battle and reinforce the right flank. It is slowly bending. Will you join me, or will you take the fight farther into their rear? The gate they control is behind these lines. Some.