"What are you waiting for suck little bitch suck" he said as I opened my mouth as I wide as I could placing the head in my mouth. I started off sl...w but then started to go faster, I could barely fit the head but I continued going as deep as I could but I don't think he was enjoying himself. He grabbed a hold of my hair as he forced my head down on his cock forcing me to deep throat him. I tried to breath but it was hard to it felt like I was losing my mind. I licked up and down around. Mostly to keep from being underfoot--she worked in fairly large labs. Since none of my friends better anchored in the gossip grapevine have asked me (even in jest) why I'm hanging around Liz like a puppy dog, I guess that the infrequency of my visits made it sufficiently un-newsworthy.After the New Year, she started dropping by my lab from time to time. Never that often, but I thought of it as a good sign. Still, I was perfectly aware that our lives only overlapped with regards to Hopkins.. Most of the time I was with his group of friends, including his 21 year old younger brother Drue. Once I met Drue I knew I had picked the wrong brother. Drake and I had good sex but his brother and I had this amazing sexual chemistry and I wanted more. One night Drake, Drue and I were heading back to their house after a party and I was way to wasted to go home. I decided to crash on their couch but I was more than eager to get out of my dress and heels. I was 56 slim figure with dark brown. It was late and there were no lights on in the house. "That's strange," I thought out loud. Turning the key and walking into my house I wondered where my husband Peter was. He would normally tell me if he were going out.The sound of my heels echoing as I walked across the wooden floor sounded very eerie before I turned on the lights and headed into the kitchen.I took a glass from the cupboard and poured myself a much needed glass of red wine. I could feel the tension in my body from the day's.