She had married her husband Ifeanyi five years prior; he was a lawyer several years her senior. They made a good couple, but every time I was in their...company, I couldn't help but feel that he was a bit stiff and cold. Sure, Ifeoma was a hard-ass in business, but she had a humorous and mischievous side to her that softened her personality. I never sensed that from Ifeanyi. While Ifeoma was serious about her career, she was also down to earth and grounded. Ifeanyi always seemed a bit full of. "I'd come to the same conclusion myself."I haven't seen their black friend over there much," I said. "Or, not very often." Yeah," my wife said. "He planted the seed and now he's off planting it in other wombs, I suppose." If I hadn't known my wife didn't care for that Idea (or at least she had said she didn't), I could have sworn there was a slight tinge of...envy(?) to it.But she went on. "I saw that young black guy the other day, Several blocks from here. You know just where I saw him?". "Suck it, Mom! Suck it hard!", Kenny growled, forcing his mother's head down onto his rigid, upthrust cock.Kathy shut her mouth again, wrapping her lips in a tight, wet, ovalled circle around the throbbing stiffness of her son's huge cock. She sucked his erect penis extremely hard, caving in her cheeks to increase the suction around his enlarged prick. Her head bobbed up and down madly, torridly fucking the iron-like stiffness of Kenny's eager young sex.Cock-cream bubbled heavily out of the. He quizzed him on sources for after-market MGB parts, inquired about his duty stations abroad and airports he'd flown into and out of. Rex bought cocktails and we three settled in, amidst hundreds of other travelers. Our flight was called for First Class passengers and Rex took my hand and started toward the gate. Only then did I realise that Rex and I had First Class tickets; Karl did not. Rex just shrugged his shoulders and said, "No more seats available." Flights arrive in London the.