Middle of the stone ... they must be big enough for the grain to fall into. Then, as the stone turns ... the grain will slide down the lines in the st...ne, and then get crushed into flour as the lines get smaller."He ran his hands over the lines I'd carved in the stones for a long time. I was about to give up on him when he looked up at me again and smiled."GreatOne. It is like when the women take a smooth stone and make flour from the grain by crushing it. Except this will be better. The seeds. I cleaned up nice and fresh grabbed the condoms and lube and headed out. My stomach was in knots as Christina answered the door. I quickly entered and stood frozen staring at her beauty. After months of exchanges on Xhamster we were together. Within seconds our lips met touching soft at first then passionate as our tongues intertwined. I held her tight as we tasted each other. Christina stepped back from my lips. “How do I look”? she asked. I studied her long brown shoulder length hair, dark. I came just as we pulled up to the theater. Walking in, he guided me to the floor seats, where there are no chairs, just people standing. Lots of people. You couldnt even stand without someone touching all sides of you. Maybe I would stand in front of Cal and get some more. But as I went to jostle myself in front of him, he moved up and the band started playing. I couldnt move as everyone started screaming and trying to get closer. Damn. But I could still enjoy the concert. About 10 minutes in,. “I’m ugly”, “No one loves me”, “I’m not attractive” – the usual. I tried to comfort her but she wouldn’t listen. The pills were still kicking in and she was slurring bad. She looked up at me, still crying, and said, “Why can’t I turn on men, why do they have to go to other women” (At least that is what I think she said, like I said – she slurred her words) This was my moment. I knew she was plowed. There was no way she would remember tonight if all she had was alcohol; but add the pain pills..