After that she'd go over to Europe for Don Carlo and Faust, and then on to New York for an extended stay at the Met.But it seemed that I had bookings...too, or at least offers, when I phoned Sam at Marilyn's urging. When the company had been forced to cancel the rest of the Tosca run they'd offered ticket-holders a choice: they could take a full refund, or they could settle for only a partial and come see the DVD on big screen. Enough went for option A that there were tickets left, and they were. She obeyed and put my condom covered dick in her mouth. I pulled it out and slapped her and said, “Is this how you suck a dick? What do you do first to a dick with condom?” She said, “I should remove the condom.” “So why did you not do it earlier?”, I asked and another slap. These slaps weren’t tight. They were just hard enough to pain a little but not to hurt her. She was loving it.She removed the condom and put my dick in her mouth. Another slap. “Don’t you have the manners to ask permission. I guess I'll just have to give you more to think about from now on, won't I?" Gritting her teeth, Jill started to jack her son's cock as hard as she could. Her hand whipped frantically up and down his drooling, swollen prick, her arm moving in a blur. Bill writhed beneath her, unable to stand the overwhelming passion. "Oh, Mom...that’s so good." "I'll bet it is, Bill. You really like that, didn't you?" Smiling, Jill lifted her hand. “Will you think about me more often now when you jack off?". After seeing us, aunt Selena stormed out of the room. We were a little scared. But then I turned towards mom and said, “Well, that was unfortunate,” and went closer to kiss her again. She pushed me back and said, “Are you crazy? We need to go talk to her about this. No one can know!” As she quickly dressed up and headed down in search of Selena. I took my time and dressed up. As it was cold outside and I was wearing a jacket over my t-shirt, I didn’t wear a bra inside. I headed.