Martha and Tony were making out. He was mashing one of her big tits in his hand, his other hand was pulling my hair, very hard and then nothing, then ...ery hard. That turned me on too.Heavy breathing. Then quick grunting.Was he close? He began to piston his big dick into my mouth, faster and faster. Fucking me in the mouth."I... I... gon... shoot, babe... Take it fag!"Suddenly both of his hands held my face tightly while he quickly fucks me in the mouth. My small mouth can only accept a little. I'd like you to tell me all about it, though. Can you do that?" Yes, I think I can."There matters stood until the following summer. Matt came to stay for a couple of weeks not long after we'd sent Julie off to begin her freshman year. We spent most of our time out at the pool in the afternoons, going through gallons of iced tea and more gallons of sun screen.Lee teased him, no other way of saying it. Not only was she mostly sunbathing topless, we did a little skinny-dipping, too, sometimes when. I was startled andjumped. "Back into place she demanded. 10 extra for moving. She proceededto rain strokes down on my ass. I remained motionless, as if frozen inplace by my Mistress. My ass was on fire when she finished and my poorclit was pushing hard into the spikes. "Thank you Mistress was all Icould say." Mistress told me to get her some wine and cheese and bring itto her in the bedroom. I did as told and found milady relaxed on the bed.I set the tray nearby and stood quietly as she sipped. Slang and regional usage threw him off the deep end for the longest time.It’s said that the true Turing test is understanding humor. I believe that it’s making sense of and using idiomatic street English with a Bronx accent.It took just over two years to reach that threshold.A machine intelligence’s understanding does not grow linearly. It grows by fits and starts, learning quickly then pausing at a plateau for a bit, then accelerating. It doesn’t grow geometrically. At my best guess an A.I.’s.