" Haha. You haven't got a hope of understanding ANY of it." Which would be true if I'd bothered to tell him the technical explanation I'd prepared, as...it was all super-impressive sounding bullshit. Instead I just said, "A Professor of Mathematics couldn't understand the math behind it, so I don't think you've got much chance. How many years of doctorate level or higher Mathematics research have you done?"#1: #3: I couldn't think of a reason, other than it not really being true, which is not. As she got fresh she got A SMS, it was jeet. she wanted to delete it, but she wanted to end all this thing so she opened it angrily“Check for a packet in your groceries bag & reply”She rushed to her kitchen & found a packet in bag“How this get in to this bag” thought & curiously opened it. It was having pendrive & a note in it.“Plug & play .. reply if you like it”“What the fuck” she was annoyed by the note & started her laptop, her heart was racing & cloud of thoughts making her crazy, every. He picked me up by the waist and I squirmed, but his strong hold kept me in place. He laughed back, planted a kiss on my face before lying me down on the sofa and running upstairs. I quickly got up and followed him but the bathroom door had closed before I reached him. I slumped down outside the door and waited. He opened the door after a minute, “Sorry, sweetie,” he said, giving me a quick hug from behind and helping me up. After using the toilet, I came out to discover my boyfriend perched. His eyes fluttered close and he could feel his orgasm building. Pre-cum began to leak out and she rolled her thumb across the tip, spreading it around. Releasing her balls she let the tip of her tongue lick the tip of his cock. Greedily tasting his moisture. The taste fueled her desire and she began to bob her head quickly on his cock, her intent to make him cum. With glazed eyes her mouth came down on him again and again, over and over, her mouth meeting her hands wrapped around the based of.