Oh, I wasn't a hacker or anything. I had seen a Sixty Minutes exposé on the NSA and their ability to monitor the airwaves and to crack codes. I wonde...ed just how hard was it to crack codes?Our class project for the year, was to come up with data retrieval methods for damaged computers, and computers who's programming no longer worked. Each group received a hard drive. We were to install it, and get out everything we could find in it.The more I worked with my five-man group, the more I learned.. ."I started to slide up and down on his cock first slowly, enjoying the sensation of him stretching and filling me, telling him how much I loved it, gasping and moaning louder and louder as I started to really ride him, working my tempo up faster and faster as he started moaning too. I started bouncing up and down on him, my eyes closed, lips parted. This is my favorite fucking thing in the universe, having a hot guy make passionate love to me, getting deep in me, sliding me up and down. Joe. She kissed my lips again, and moved downwards. To my boobs, waist and suddenly she kissed tightly on my pussy and bit there slowly. I felt electricity is passing through my body. She bite on the top of my panties and moved it down. I didn’t resist. After removing it, she gave a soft, gentle kiss on my honey pot, flooding with sweet juice. I tried to catch her panties and got one edge of it. I pulled it down in no time; I saw her nice playground, clean shaven. Both of us stood up and kissed. ----------------------------------------------------Esmerelda stalked backstage, the very embodiment of exhaustion. Here, her girls saw what the men out there never would. Deep, black circles were permanently etched under her eyes, her limbs gaunt and trembling from overexertion, and a gaze fixated on a life far from reality. Brandi pressed her lips together in sympathy, shaking her head in amazement at her state, and Esme offered a small smile of thanks in return. The gesture was comforting,.