If that's all I get to do then, that's far more than most sons will ever do with there mothers.Suddenly Mum spoke again, "About last night. There was ...n awful lot of semen in my knickers, was that from one ejaculation?"This time without feeling embarrassed and not feeling my face flush, I truthfully replied, "I came in them twice."Mum looked at me quizzically.I continued, "After I came the first time I started thinking about what you might do with the knickers and my cum and I got really hard. Men were interested in her, of course they were, but that wasn’t what interested Beci. No, Beci’s thoughts were much darker, more devilish than anyone else could think up; thoughts that had to be hidden from sight. Her thoughts!Beci would visit the central roundhouse of their village every day to hear the stories from wanderers or the survivors fleeing the Vikings, referring to them as the Dani.The tales of woe and pillage uninterested Beci, but she stayed to listen nevertheless. She would. The men must have felt secure, as no such trapping was evident.Stronger light shone ahead and they figured, rightly so, that the trail led out into the open. They stopped and dismounted, tying their mounts to nearby trees. They huddled together while Bob gave out directions. Rob and Andy would circle around to the far side while the three men would stay on this side. Everyone was to sneak up to the shack as quietly as possible. Five minutes later they were all in position.Bob called out, "ALL. K-T was parked in the sun, but she had soaked up all the heat and converted it into electricity, so it wasn’t very warm inside.“Play message.”It was audio only.“Mr. Carstairs, this is William Constable, I’m with the British Embassy. I’m calling to inform you that your import license has been approved and may be collected at any time. Just ask for me, William Constable, and I believe you now have my number. Thank you.”Finally! MI6 had woken up!It was late in the afternoon when I showed up at the.