"Pat undid the button and then unzipped her skirt. I held it by the hem and tugged at it. Pat's skirt came over her hips, and it too was on the floor....at looked down at me, smiling, naked, but for her tank-top pulled up to her armpits. Her hairy pussy was only inches in front of me. So close I could smell the aroma of an aroused cunt."Turn around and bend over," I told Pat.Pat followed my instruction, and when I told her to spread her feet further apart, she had to rest her hands on the coffee. The journalist then approached the old man for an interview.“Pardon me, Sir, I’m Rebecca Smith from CNN. What’s your name?”“Morris Feinberg,” he replied.“Sir, may I ask how long have you been coming to the Western Wall and praying?”“For about sixty years.”“Sixty years! That’s amazing! What do you pray for?”“I pray for peace between the Christians, Jews and the Muslims.“I pray for all the wars and all the hatred to stop.“I pray for all our children to grow up safely as responsible adults, to. The four men were no longer a threat, so The Ghost ignored them and turned to the girl. "Are you unhurt, my Dear?" Angela nodded, so The Ghost took the keys from the wall and went to unlock the cages.Before unlocking the doors, The Ghost said, "I am here to rescue you. I..." He was interrupted by more cheers and applause. When the noise subsided a little, he said, "I will take you to a safe place, but you must do exactly as I tell you. You older children will have to look after the younger. I moved to her and pushed a couple of fingers into her dripping cunt; she looked at me and said;"Fuck me Bill please fuck me."Kneeling between her thighs I placed the tip of my penis at the entrance to her vagina and thrust it deep into her body. I plunged in until my pubic hairs met with hers. We began to move in unison; Sue's hip rising up to meet mine as I thrust down onto and into her."God yes, God this is good oh God I'm coming again." She groaned. I felt her trembling and she almost.