Bruni’s mother Astrid was thoroughly furious with him, as Queen, she had the right to banish him, but her love for his father, Astrid could not hurt...his dead father’s memory, and so had set new levels of having patience of a saint. That patience had worn thin these past two months with Oleif’s death, the lost expression on his mother’s face when the news had arrived, had nearly crippled him. She had endured so much, just pregnant as her Broddi died, she had been for fifteen years alone,. And almost beyond belief, she was starting to cum off again. The pounding in her cunt and the action on her nipples had her aroused enough to begin jerking her hips on her own. She was out of control, crying, moaning, twisting and turning and arching her slim little body, trying to screw herself backwards onto Kate's dildo. Kate stopped moving and laughed as she watched Doris wildly and helplessly fucking herself on the dildo as another orgasm swept over her. When it was over, the women. Over lunch they talked and decided that as far as they were concerned, the family division would be forgotten. They were old enough with their own experiences, they could make up their own minds on anything that had occurred.Emily invited him back to the house after lunch, but he had a meeting, so she suggested dinner and it was settled. They parted on a good note, Mark armed with the address.They had each learned that although they had both been married, they were now both divorced and living. "Hey" I asked, "aren't you going to be late to work?" I'm not going" she announced. "I don't want to face Tony.... Just in case it WAS him in our room last night." It will only be harder" I counciled, "to face him the next day. Plus, like I said, I have a plan." What is your plan?" She asked."Okay, here's what to do" I advised, and went into detail. I concluded by saying: "Remind him that you both are NOT exclusive and then ask him if he'd rather not see you again. My guess is that he will.