A couple with two small children and a woman with a baby got up and in line. An older couple where the man was using a walker also got up, as well as... about a half dozen or so other people. I gathered my belongings and joined the line. Soon I found myself in one of the dozen or so first class seats. An attendant helped put my carry on in the overhead bin and asked if I wanted anything to drink.Since the door was between first class and the main cabin, once seated, there were no people. More power to her, but I don’t ride that bike. Did I forget anyone? Oh, yeah. My bad. I almost forgot about our dear evening supervisor Troy Barnes, a tall black guy from Detroit, Michigan, who emigrated to Ontario with his family a decade ago. He is the only black male officer on the crew. Dude is very handsome and has a Law degree from the University of Michigan. Why he doesn’t get himself a better job, I’ll never know. I don’t usually date guys who aren’t Muslim but if I did, Troy would be. I heard him say to my mother, who sat on the other side of the curtain, 'Puppy Fat', and as he said it, he was parting my labia and touching my clitoris, pressing it down into its small sheath, which his fingernail had sc****d back, causing initially pain, then a warming deep pleasure, as I started involuntarily started 'Wetting', and as my vagina swelled and my secretions flowed freely, his fingers entered me with surprising ease, as he talked to my unsuspecting mother, he pushed deep inside. A good slave will just keep trying to desperately please her Master while the Master just keeps testing it's slave. This slave was so good. She just wanted more and more punishment. She knew this would please her Master while teaching her to suck his cock all the way down her throat."Oh, this feels so good, keep sucking bitch, I want to blast my cock juice down your throat while I just keep face fucking you till you have to gag on my cock"The power in my cock was awesome. I could feel my slave.