Sheffie cried up and whimpered as I pushed deeper, forcing myself towards her womb. And yet her vagina felt as soft as a feather.I began to desire a f...rmer resistance as I pushed up inside her. Sheffie started stroking my head and whispering how much she loved me. Huh?! She didn't have the body position to do that. I blinked my eyes awake, pulling myself from my dream.I blinked again. Two beautiful pale green eyes were staring back into mine. Such a beautiful face. Rich, curly hair just off the. "Hey Aunt Jessie. Thanks for letting me stay here for a couple weeks." You know you can stay here as long as you like," she replied, holding his shoulders at arm length and looking him up and down, admiring him. "And it will be nice to have a man around the house for a little while, too."Jacob smiled, knowing what his aunt probably meant by that, but wishing she meant something else. Jake was s*******n years old. About to enter his senior year of high school, he had envisioned this summer being. The fifth was black again, and reached a couple of inches above her knees."The shortest that you can get away with," he had demanded. She pulled down her pants and slipped on the fourth skirt. Then taking a deep breath, she reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. She headed back to the kitchen and picked up her coffee."This is crazy. This is crazy. This is crazy," she muttered as she finished her required daily allowance of caffeine.She picked up her bag, thinking about the day. There was a huge outcry from the Jewish community, so the Pope offered a deal. He’d have a religious debate with the leader of the Jewish community. If the Jews won, they could stay in Italy; if the Pope won, they’d have to convert or leave.The Jewish people met and picked an aged and wise rabbi to represent them in the debate. However, as the rabbi spoke no Italian, and the Pope spoke no Yiddish, they agreed that it would be a ‘silent’ debate.On the chosen day, the Pope and rabbi sat opposite.