Later, when former comrades in the Greenjackets were being killed and maimed in Iraq, the emergence of the so called 'dodgy dossier' further dumbfound...d and confounded me.This dossier, enumerating the chemical, biological and nuclear weapons, the so called WMDs, weapons of mass destruction, supposedly amassed by Saddam Hussein, was presented to Parliament, and formed the basis, the justification in fact, for the invasion of Iraq in March 2003 by the UK.At the time a majority of the great. Suddenly the tiny gap relaxed with the pressure and his cock slid remorselessly in and down.Even as he gave a few, very quick, back and forth thrusts getting her throat used to the feel he looked at her neck with satisfaction as he saw it had swollen slightly to take it all in. "Right hang on now," he said almost jovially, and pushed hard. A full four inches slid in and he felt the constriction around it as her throat spasmed and she started to gag. He pulled out quickly not wanting to damage. “Do I make myself clear?”“Yes, Madame... ”“Very well. Now... this thing hanging from the ceiling, if for your use as much as mine. Its name is Julia and it happens to be my personal slave. It will do anything you or I want it to do.”Glances were exchanged. Yes .. this really was some kinky woman! Still... so what? It was all part of the game. Straight or kinky, you had to please them. That was your job.“What are your names?” asked Melissa.“Adam,” replied the coffee-coloured man.“Jess,”. We kissed softly as my hand gently pumped and massaged his cock. My pussy was contracting involuntarily at every position I moved. Even shifting the position of my legs as I kissed him was just giving it a little quiver causing it to get wetter and wetter. There was no embarrassment or awkwardness we both wanted this so much. He slipped his hands up my top to rub my breasts this sent shivers down my spine and ended in pulses around my pussy. I stopped winking him to allow him to take my top off.