However, after a few polite smiles were not returned, it was clear that the barely-legal boy was more concerned than flirtatious. 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 sign 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. When I turned 17 I was 5'11", had brown hair and green eyes, measured 38D-28-36, and weighed 120 pounds. My measurements weren't perfect, but I thought I still looked pretty good. My dad always talked about how he was afraid I'd "go and do something stupid." Hehe, if only he had known what I had planned. I had guys falling over me all the time. Of course it didn't hurt that I would wear pants and skirts that were just too tight or short, and that my shirts were always bought from the k**s. Once I asked my husband what made him want to go down on me after ejaculation and he told me that he never gave it a second thought. I hadn't had an orgasm yet and he wanted me to have one, so down he went. I can easily remember that first time, feeling my husband's ejaculation and being just a bit disappointed.Then feeling him moving his body down mine, his lips and tongue placing sweet kisses on my sweaty breasts and belly. Then sensing what he had in mind, I quickly squeezed my legs together. Main siski lekar boli, “Dheere – dheere ghusa yaar, dard ho raha hai.”Voh muskura kar boli, “Nazoo ye mooli thodi moti zaroor hai magar maine suna hai ki mote lund se chudai kane par baad mein bahut maza aata hai. Waise hi isse chudai karne par tumko bahut maza aayega.” Maine muskura kar kaha “Tune yeh baat kahan se jaani?” “Meri ek saheli ne bataya thaa. Usne kayee ladko se chudwaaya hai. Kayee baar. Usi ne mujhe pehli baar baingan se chudai ka maza lena sikhaaya thaa.” Maine kaha, “Lambe lund.