I lifted my upper body as Maggi raised her hips moving to meet every thrust, she froze as her eyes opened with a surprised look, “Oh, Oh, Oh My God,...I’m Coming!”Right at that moment I was balls deep and I felt her pussy expanding and contracting around me as I pumped my juice into the deepest part of her pussy. Pulse, Pulse, Pulse... I gave her every drop. “Oh Maggi, Oh...” I moaned.Maggi was flat on her back, face and neck flushed and red, her chest heaved to replenish her air. I was holding. I can say your choice is good. If you can keep it as a secret then you can have your mother.Dads word put a bomb in my heart. I looked at mother. Mother looked at me .Mother started to shout ‘ what the hell are you talking. You lost your mind. How can I sleep with my son ?Dad : please understand dear. Our son is a good man. He didn’t go to a brothel. He came to you .We only got each other. Please help your sonMother : but it is sinDad: you know what in ancient times .It was not a sin .It became. Her bodyguard Andre had insisted that he attend with her, but Victoria wouldn’t hear of it. A funeral was no place for a bodyguard in her opinion. This was something she had to do alone. And Andre was quite respectful of her wishes. He’d been under her father’s employment for years and had been assigned to care for Victoria’s safety. If she wished to mourn alone he couldn’t slight her. Victoria was the picture perfect portrait of a daughter in mourning dressed in a fine black linen skirt suit. We regularly played with each other while we looked at the photos and videos Steve had made for us where we saw him tributing both of us. In addition both Rob and I wanked ourselves privately without the other one knowing although we both admitted it afterwards.We knew that Steve was going to Amsterdam one weekend for work and we found out which hotel he was staying in and without him knowing booked a room ourselves there.Strolling round Amsterdam during the day we bought a number of sex toys.