So ese hi humara stop aa gaya hum bate karte chalne lage aur uska ghar aa gaya, usne door khola hum andar gaye aur me sofe pe beth gaya aur wo mere li...e kuchh lene chali gai mene ghar dekha bada achha ghar tha uska wo mere liye pani leke aayi aur mere pass beth gayi aur hum idhar udhar ki baatein karne lage to achanak usne muje puchha tumhari koi GF hai, mene kaha nahi hai to usne kaha yaha Chandigarh me to sabki hoti hai.Maine kaha meri to nahi hai fir mene kaha kyo aapki beti ka koi BF hai?. He kept his arms down at his sides, although, I did steal one hand and brought it to my boob."And you have amazing jugs too, Mom."I smiled again, but closed my eyes then. I pushed myself a bit further so I could take even more of a pecker in there. That got Stephen to moan and angle his head back too, so I had him on the hook indeed. He clutched my tits and already fought the urge to go nuts.I giggled a bit more and enjoyed hearing and feeling him go in that direction. I felt Kate eating me out. I did this from the ground up, while using standards for various input systems and peripherals. Why reinvent the wheel? Especially when it's not part of your job? The entire OS for the system was of a size to be able to be burned to a DVD R.After that I went on to other things, but kept working on my OS on the side. I wrote into it logic paths that would teach it to recognize and deal with problems and self modify its own core programming to give it more flexibility in handling unforeseen. 
The teacher called for us to turn in last night’s homework and I decided to test my new found ‘powers’. My shoes clicked rhythmically on the floor as I approached his desk, throwing some hip into my walk. I put the papers down on his desk and acted like I was reading over my homework one last time while I scratched at an ‘itch’ on my chest — calling attention to my half exposed tits hanging over his desk. Out of the corner of my eye I could see his unflinching stare. That’s it Mr. Cramson, my.