But he was captivated, he had had a very precise brainwave for a program that no one in the world had ever managed to create.He was so exhausted, he f...lt like a dead man. Thomas hammered the last line of code. He dropped backwards from the gaming chair into bed and was already half asleep while falling.It was 11:30 am when Thomas opened his eyes. Without hesitation, he got up. He was so close to reaching his dream. He turned on the computer again. He downloaded his program onto his jailbroken. "I think you should be just as involved in the presentation as the other audience members are. Don't you agree, Professor?"If anything, the middle-aged man looked relieved as he quickly fished out his own cock and began to stroke it, clearly envisioning filling one of the redhead's tight young mouthpussies himself, though, ever the professional, he continued to look around the room every few seconds to make sure all of the students in the audience were openly masturbating as required. Satisfied. I pressed my face against my mom’s boobs. Mom sensed it too and she took my face in her hands and said again, “Son, we should not be doing this”.That night, before mom caught me again in my act, I realized that mom was not wearing any panties! So, I slowly asked her why she was not wearing pantie that night.Mom thought it was an innocent question from her son. So, she hugged me and said, “no reason, just like that”. But by then, I had started developing doubts. I again persuaded her to tell me. "What's your code name? Warm milk? Chemistrylecture?"She hesitated. "... It's Lullaby."He burst into laughter which continued for several seconds, but thetime it stopped tears were running down his face and his sides wereaching. He finally trailed off and wiped his eyes.She waited for him to finish and said, "You are an asshole squirt, butI love you anyway."He replied, gasping to recover but obviously sincere, "Me too sis."They sat in silence for a while, watching the world go by.Chapter 4 -.