There was no way that human trials would ever be allowed, so the project was officially closed; unofficially of course, I was free to do all the human...trials I like. There were two pages of toxicology tests, so I knew the stuff wouldn't kill anyone and a further two pages on delivery, the best method was being direct injection into the brain, not an option I would consider. The easiest was by ingestion, but that didn't work too well as the bugs in our gut, tended to break down the chemicals. And here she is actually saying such stuff.I thought I was being catfished. But I thought let us give this a shot. So we decided to go on a date. I’m waiting at the cafe, skeptical and doubtful whether she’ll show up or whether I’m gonna be catfished. She arrived. I am waiting at the cafe, anxiously. Then I receive a call telling me that she’s waiting outside.I went out and found out who she was. And man! Was she cute! She was wearing her business formals and that gave her a more classy look.. .this time it's drenched in sunlight and shadows, pure perfection. I lower my mouth down and begin to suck...hard...taking in every bit I can. My husband begins to move, just incase his reaction is to stop me, I grab both of his hands with mine and pin his wrists to his sides and continue my sucking, licking, devouring...thinking of my Master. Imagining it's his gasps each time my mouth sides up, taking in air and then back down again...everytime I lower my mouth, I take him deeper down my. As soon as i hit my twenties i started having this insatiable crave for aunties and mature ladies. Although i’ve had many girlfriends, no offense but a teenager or young girl seldom provides what a mature lady can.Anyway here we go..It all started when i first saw her in the metro. There she was standing in the ladies coach all alone, indulged into her mobile playing candy crush(told by her later on). She was wearing a white shirt and a pair of denim that showed every curve of her gorgeous.