Gently he begins unbuttoning the first button of your blouse, your eyes locked in the movement of his fingers. The angel on your shoulder pleading you...to stop this, images flash before your eyes, but you remain still as buttons are unfastened one by one. The loosened material of your blouse falls from you, revealing your bra strap across your shoulder. You feel his fingers slip under the material, caressing your skin as they slide against your waist, his lips returning to your neck, gradually. But he, it seems could hardly wait to see them on me or perhaps try them himself. Well I could use them only for the bedroom and buy another pair for regular use. Yes this would be my fetish pair or Guss's I giggled. And that made me wonder, if he wore my heels and liked the way they fit, would he go further? like in undies? a dress?So I went back to my bedroom and grabbed the heels from the closet, oh how dressy they look, what I will do to Gussy with these will blow his mind. I took those. Foot patrols could only move with confidence after men had swept the way forward using mine detectors, the technology of which went back to WW2. However it was the mines and IEDs planted beneath roads and tracks that were having a greater impact, as Warriors, and other AFV's, which were thought to be immune to serious damage, were being destroyed. Heavier armoured vehicles were being developed for the army, but the Taliban would merely build larger, more efficient IEDs — they had plenty of. I moved down the bed and kissed his tanned body, my hair brushing the tip of his cock. I licked around the base and followed a dark vein slowly upwards to the head, where I planted a delicate kiss upon it. My lips half opened and rubbed the purple gland teasingly, as his hurried hands pushed my head downwards. My lips sealed around his cock as it slid into my mouth, the head brushing my lips and busy tongue. Martin moaned loudly as I sucked and took more of it in my mouth, working it slowly.