It landed smoothly in Cincinnati. I felt anxious to see my parents.Once on the ground, I checked my face a second time to see if my makeup needed repa...ring. I touched it up just a little. Aunt Penny taught me that less was more and she was certainly right. I was one of the first off the plane. I saw my Father and Mother looking frantically for their little girl. I talked to them several times a week but didn't tell them anything about my change. I deliberately walked passed them a few feet then. She took my hand and held it gently. "Rose." Her touch electrified me. Later, she confessed to a similar experience. Only in the rapture of singing in God's house, and pushing against my son's pumping manhood, had I experienced that shock."Where do you-" We uttered and halted in unison.I tried and succeeded. "I was looking for a present for my other son. We live out of town, and I cannot stay long. Can you suggest something?She expanded like a balloon from inspiration. Before answering, she. ‘What would you like to hear today, Miss Cia? Shakespere? Arabian Nights? Perhaps something more modern?’ She stares at the ceiling a moment, then smiles as she settles deeper into the cushions. She says, ‘Romeo and Juliet. Start at their first meeting. I do so love that scene.’ ‘Yes, Miss Cia.’ I recite the play from memory, and work my way down from her pads to the balls of her feet, then her ankles. As the scene ends on my lips, she looks at me. ‘Sean, what do you think of the play? I’ve. I'm going to cum in your wife's mouth!”“Yes!” he groaned, stroking his dick faster. “Cum in my wife's mouth. Flood her. Give her what she needs.”“God, you're a pathetic cuckold!” I moaned, throwing back my head.“Uh-huh! It's just so hot to watch!”His wife sucked so hard.Her fingers plunged so deep into my cunt.Stimulation assaulted me. My eyes fluttered. My ovaries tightened. And then they boiled over. My cum fired into her mouth. I shuddered, my pussy convulsing about her digits plunging in.