As though he were on edge. With a casual glimpse down at the passenger's notebook--which was labeled with the name 'Richter'--the conductor caught sig... of what looked to be some cyber-leg designs. Was he inventing something? Even if so, the conductor didn't care enough to try to get a better look; it wasn't like he was smart enough to steal the blueprints and pass them off as his own, anyway.As the train slowed to a crawl, rearing into the station, the chugging, grinding sound of the wheels. . no,” I said, using the same voice some people use when they say, “Well Duh!”“Good,” she said. “You’re too young to be fooling around with bras.”Then she gave me a primer on how to unhook a bra, telling me it had to be pulled, to loosen the catch, which could then be unhooked. It worked, but as soon as it was undone, the ends snapped out of my fingers and disappeared under her armpits.“Sorry,” I said.She turned around, and I just naturally looked at her cleavage. There was a lot of cleavage. The performance didn't matter, our expectations only got in the way. When I sat down in the car and he started driving, all either of us knew was what we wanted. He wanted to touch my tits and I wanted to suck his dick.What does that have to do with this? Simple, it's not always about what you expect. It's about more than that. Sometimes your expectations are met, sometimes they're missed. Sometimes you are in control and sometimes you're controlled.In the end, isn't it all about pleasure? How. I push my finger in that an start to do finger fuck her with my two finger an now she was shouting oohhhh Sameer please faster please do it an within no time I got lots of liquid on my hand which smell very good so decide to test it an it was so good in teats I drunk all her cum an then went an kiss her so she also can test is an now I told her that’s your turn now so she also did same she was kissing me everywhere an reach to my cock I told her to give me blow job but she said don’t know.I.