She gasped as he pressed it home then he pulled out, his shaft all wet and shiny now, what an erotic sight. I saw the look of bliss on her face as she...grabbed his bum pulling him back in and heard his satisfied sigh as if he felt her soft warm wet walls wrapped around his manhood.I laid back on the bed next to them watching as the fucked each other with such passion and desire and almost oblivious to my presence as they changed positions a number of times each one affording me another glorious. Everyone had gotten their clothes off, and Willy and Felicity had paired off over on one end of the couch while Tom and Trish were in another large chair nearby. The sexual tension and heat in the room was palpable. Tom found it very arousing to know that he was actually going to be fucking Trish in a few moments, but he couldn't keep his eyes off of his lady, Felicity, as she and Willy were also getting to know each other. Tom knew that Felicity was totally mouth-watering when she was naked. "I'm going to give you something you'll remember for a long time. I've got a right, you know... I'm your husband!"His finger prodded into the softly yielding crevice between the smooth fleshed ovals of her ass cheeks as with his other hand he drew them apart until he could see the skin straining around the tiny reddishly puckered hole of her anus."Now spread those legs wider!" he commanded. Naked behind her, his thick swollen penis bulged lustfully large, pulsating veins that stood out on the. After about forty-five minutes, the old man turned to leave. He was using a cane and was moving very slowly. 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.