The harbor was empty, a Post Forbudt! Bliv Væk! (Entry Forbidden! Keep Away!) was posted at both the entrance and the wharf.Middelgrundsfortet still ...ad the muzzles of cannon easily seen from the water and some of those cannon looked REALLY big. There was the red and white cross flag of Denmark flying ... just one ... while Flakfortet had much smaller Danish flags everywhere.There was a man, probably Artillery Corps, watching us with binoculars while we were watching him with ours; he followed. A chat with the spa staff revealed that there was an outside pool, where c***dren were excluded, and that perhaps this should be the venue for my final swim of my week’s holiday.So the next day, despite it not being sunny and warm, I ventured out to this other pool, only to be confronted with a hen party in full swing, bikinis aplenty, champagne bottles and plastic glasses everywhere – is this really a serious swimming pool? I asked myself. I was about to turn and return to the more. Leonard grabbed the arrow and pulled it from his shoulder, gritting his teeth hard, as pieces of his flesh still clung to the shaft and quickly had a torn piece of his sash tied around it, stemming the flow. He took his place at the rudder again, while Dermott slid the blade of his dirk under his thigh, slicing into his own skin, as he worked to get to the shaft of the arrow and cut through it. He pulled the cut end from his leg and screamed in agony, as muscle and skin tissue tore away with. I used one hand to guide my dick, which the other guided her hips. There was a moment of resistance, but she didn’t seem to care. She ignored any pain that the sudden entry could bring and pushed me all the way in. I sighed in delight. Her asshole was incredibly tight. It felt amazing. She was frantically pumping her hips, trying to make me come as soon as possible. It seemed to be rough on her; there were whimpers of pain mixed in with the moans from her frequent vibrator induced orgasms. But.