I was anxious to get the scoop on how the night had gone. I knocked on the door of the apartment but there was no answer. That could either mean that ...he spent the night with him or that she had a terrific evening and had been out very late. I guessed, incorrectly I might add, that she had spent the night with Brian. I put my spare key in the door and entered the apartment. Everything seemed as we had left it the night before. As I approached her bedroom, I looked in and I could see her. We also decided to start planning our wedding and Alicia believed her mother would want to be involved. She said that her being involved would prove to be an understatement.Alicia and I wanted a nice ceremony. Nice as in something fairly small and simple. Phyllis told us we should go all out. It was something we would want to look back on later in our marriage. We discussed what she meant by all out. What I finally figured out was, Phyllis had a very large, fancy wedding that she loved. That. I even let her run with me to the store when my mom sent me on a mission running errands. I did my appearance with the family, and jumped in my car and met up with some of my friends. I had a few drinks and was feeling nice so I headed on home. When I got in, everyone was sleeping so I showered grabbed a bite and went up to my room. My room was in the attic and my dad had it insulated and soundproofed so i could practice my drums when I was in the band, I loved it because i could smoke weed in. “You will use your mouth on me,” I snarled, “and if there is even a hint that you might bite, you will regret it for the short rest of you life.”With tears running down her face she opened my trousers and took me into her mouth. I seized her head and drove my self into her throat. She choked and gagged, struggling to pull away. I pulled her head back and stabbed my meat back into her throat and held her there until her eyes began to roll back. I pulled her back again, and she vomited on my.