I wanted to print the screen from an old DOS program, but Microsoft had, in their wisdom, decided that nobody would ever want to do that, so the capab...lity was dropped from Windows. Compared to the interface program, that was a trivial problem.I was able to whip out this program in only a couple of weeks, working around my other commitments. My first program had been called Wonderface, short for Wonderful Interface. Well, I decided to be just as poetic with this program and called it Printold.. In a way that’s probably why I liked her but she had a reputation like no other and since we went out together and ultimately married I simply had to accept that she was never going to change. She almost couldn’t help herself and would continually flirt with any young men. I had learnt to tolerate her being such a tease and increasingly she would take great delight involving me in her actions but I always knew the rewards for me would be so good.Not unsurprisingly on our honeymoon my little. Jeff reached forward with his big hands and gently squeezed them as they swayed back and forth in her nightie. Sarah licked harder as she felt her pussy dripping it's natural juices down her thighs. The bed rocked gently as the mattress springs squeaked a little. Blindly Sarah pulled her knickers to the side and started rubbing her wet vagina up and down. Her fingers, sliding between her wet virginal lips, saturated with her natural juices. Whimpering a little as she spat out saliva over her. Phir hum baith kar baatin karne lage.phir wi mujhse puchne lagiBhabhi-kyon ajay koi girlfriend nahi banai kya chd. MainMe- nahi bhabhi koi nahi haiBhabhi- Kyon tu kyon piche raha kya oro seMe-kya batun koi pathtihi nahiBhabhi-chal koi nahi try karta rahMe-main bola,bhabhi aap kyon nahi ban jaati meri girlfriendBhabhi-kyon mujhme tujhe aisa kya acha lagaMe-aap to kayamat ho,bhaiya bahut lucky hainBhabhi-acha,ye baat hai,to thik hai,jab tak teri koi girlfriend nahi ban jaati tab tak to main hi.