On Monday morning I went to office she saw me asked me come to her cabin I went she asked me sit then she asked me why dint come yesterday I told that...I was not feeling well she told me she want me talk personally I said ok in the evening she called and she said she was waiting in her car asked me to come to cellar I went and sat in the car she took me to a restaurant she ordered she said I know what happen yesterday was just a mistake so forget it about it, and I took a dare and I told I had. We ducked as we made our way into the pillbox. Guys must have been shorter in those days, I told myself. The octagonal interior of the little concrete building was a little disconcerting at first. Piles of sand had encroached quite a lot, but there was just about sufficient height for us to be able to stand. The place smelt a bit of piss, of course. These places always do! There were beer cans – local bitter, strangely – and empty Sterling fag packets. Someone must have bought a job lot!. I hear you groan and grunt, sounds I am very familiar with. I hear you moan out in pleasure, and my heart elates, nothing makes me happier than to please you. You stand in front of me, with a devilish look upon your face, reaching for and then grabbing each one of my ankles, spreading my legs wide. “I want you to keep your legs open for me Princess.” “Yes Sir” is my only reply as I do what you tell me obediently.You lubricate the eight inch dildo with Kama sutra oil, and place the pale pink. Both of us sweating against each other's heaving and overheated bodies."Get up, Tom," she said as she caught her breath, "you're too heavy on me!"Exhausted, I sat up on my knees and pulled my cock slowly out of her, expecting to see some blood as my cockhead popped from her stretched, pink opening. But, as I looked down, only the milky, white slime of the abundant load I had pumped into her came streaming out of her cock-stretched hole.Christa rose up on her arms and looked down between her.