) It would be the beginning of democracy in the Arab world!In hindsight this was as big a blunder as Viet Nam had been. The ‘boot heel of the dictat...r’ was the only thing keeping everybody from killing each other! They rose up and promptly wanted us to get lost while they went about a delightful little civil war. There were no oil revenues, since Hussein hadn’t invested penny one in the infrastructure, so it was falling down around his ears, and everybody thought blowing up their enemy’s wells. As I watched his engorged purple helmet peak from beneath the loose skin of his uncut cock, another urge overtook me and I bent and kissed the bulbous mushroom head, letting my tongue explore his oversized piss slit as I had heard Veronica instruct Ryan over the phone."Fuck yea bro," Scott moaned, "Let's see if you can give head as good as your sister. You want to suck that big dick don't you boy?"I cackled a "Yes, sir," from my parched and eager throat, before opening my jaw wide and inhaling. .” Haan Didi my bahot lucky hoon jo aap jaisi Guru mujhe mili , seehao na Didi kaise pyaar karte hain ..? ““Hmmm to seekhoge .. theek hai chalo ab tumhare pyaar ka path shooroo karte hain ..” and she pulled her fingers from the harmonium and took me in her arms , we both were hugging each other .. freely , no barriers .. nothing between us , no inhibition , we were one now in each others arms . Her body was so soft against my chest , her choochis pressing against my chest , her breath strking. It is in full view of most of the street and you would feel better about it that way.’ ‘Yes, that is much better. Please, before you plan another outing, such as this, you might ask me first’, Marian smiles, when she would much prefer to scream at the man for the awkward position he has placed her in. ‘Yes, I had thought to do that, but this was such a spur of the moment thing after I saw you this morning, that I stopped at the café and ordered lunch.’ And Marion is not the least bit convinced.