The day of departure arrived; check-in was smooth and customs were efficient too. It gave us some spare time before boarding. We shared some drinks an...d made some last minute purchases. I went to the rest rooms before boarding; I had an aisle seat and most likely the seat beside me would be occupied. The seating configuration was two, four, two. The rest rooms were spacious and clean, I went into a cubicle, unbuttoned my trousers and released my whole tackle; I massaged and stretched my balls. Jennifer sounded a little snippy. Surely she wasn't jealous, I thought. I smiled as I went to relay the information to Sylvia."I got a call back from Althea Thompson's assistant. You are on for lunch Friday at Sadie Mae's Cafe." she said."That's great, I can almost walk there," I said. Sadie Mae's was a legend in the black community. Sadie Mae was actually a man who had opened the comfort food style cafe in the fifties. It was a struggle, but legend has it he fed white cops free, in exchange. As he looked down, he could see the pine straw clinging to her sweat covered body. And below that, he saw the frothy wetness of her cunt. It leaked copious amounts of the combined juices of her and her erstwhile lover. She seemed to glow. Impulsively, he knelt between her legs and kissed her on the lips. Jaime returned his kiss, sharing the saltiness of his come with him.John moved down, kissing her chin, then the sweatiness of her upper chest. He lightly brushed the pine straw from her. He could see the signs of her growing passion as she moved with him, the sound of her breath getting shorter and the way her nipples and aureole puffed out as she became more turned on by their movements. He felt himself within her as she moved herself around his young stalk turning her hips as she rose and fell. He could feel himself reaching the point of his own climax as her breathing rose in pitch.Wendy found a way to drive the boy into her that hit a cluster of nerves she had never felt.