I'm embarrassed, "I have been spying on you mom, for the past couple of months. In fact I was in the shower jacking-off thinking about your pussy and ...ow good it would feel to fuck you. And... well... I had shot a lot of cum in the shower... so I could last a little longer I guess." My mom asked me to pull my cock out of her and to come to follow here to her bedroom.Mom then tells me she wants to try something she calls, bull fuck. I ask her to explain. "Well son, you've seen our bull breed. "Appropriate? What do you mean? I'm not wearing anything," Anita said, thrusting her breasts toward Sandy. Then turning to Charlie, her bare breasts just inches from his face, she said, "You'd like it better if Sandy wasn't wearing that shirt, wouldn't you?" Well uh ... yeah, sure," Charlie responded."But ... but..." Sandy stammered."But nothing," Anita replied, "Take it off."Sandy hesitated several seconds without responding. Then finally, "Well, I guess it's not like he hasn't already seen me. ”“Good to know,” Pia laughed. “I suppose there have to be SOME rules at this point.”“Yes. And you’ll be happy to know that anytime I see you, here or in Sweden, I’ll be able to be with you. Well, so long as you don’t have a steady boyfriend or husband.”“How did I get to be so lucky?” she asked, her voice showing a mix of mirth and irony.“My choice. I can’t promise that to everyone! And I don’t get to replace you if you find your own guy, which, I have to say, I hope you do.”“You know Swedish. Also, they were acting as lookouts to warn us if the enemy tried something unexpected.Fort Mentor was on a corner so that it had two sides exposed to streets where the major action would surely take place. The other two sides were separated from the adjacent buildings by a fire break that was only about a foot wide. There was just no room in either place for mischief unless the adjacent buildings were knocked down and cleared away first.It was a little past 10:00 AM when the lookouts shouted.