She then put her index finger in, and slowly removed it, then further, and wiggled it around from side to side like she was looking for something, sh... pulled out that finger and put her middle finger in, and pressed down towards my front, and I felt cum start to squirt out of my hard cock. She asked me if it felt good, and I said hell yes! Don’t stop! So far it didn’t hurt at all, just felt kind of full, like I had to poop, but not uncomfortable. She then put two fingers, for a few strokes in. "You know those're just stories, Yully. Even Mamasays so. There aren't any giants with one eye." Pappo?s says Troy was real," he argued. "I asked him about it." Thenhe added. "Pappo?s means 'grampa' in Greek. He's my ma's papa." He taught those stories for all those years at his school," Pennyreplied. "For him they _are_ real." That Mr. Schliemann thinks so, and I do, too. And, maybe, if I learnhow, I can go help him."Emma laughed. "Maybe you will, but, for now, if you want, you can. I lift my hands up, one around her should holding her neck, the other slips up into her wet hair.I lean closer and Ella gasps. Our lips are so close, but not touching. I can feel the heat of her skin, the fire of her breath. I am certain she can feel mine. I want her to finish this first kiss, I want to want this kiss as much as I do and so I wait. Letting the tension build. Ella is holding her breath, afraid to breathe, to lose this moment.Back in the barn, my fingers are pressing against my. Make no rash judgement here, we have him in hand. Go back to the Rose Rent Cottage, my Lord, or all mankind will end before its time ... in Judgement Day.”As Ferdinando listens to the quiet voice within him, the madman’s eyes clear for just a moment on the words ‘Judgement Day’, then back to madness he goes.It is as if Valentine also heard exactly what he had heard, even though Ferdinando was certain the voice was only inside his head. He cannot have heard, but maybe some sanity was returning.