It is heavier yet ... so heavy its owner has to go lie down." He saw the men look at each other, faces smiling and eyes wide."That is the javelin. Who...here wants to be on the receiving end of that?" He smiled as the men laughed. "Solost. Now the sling."The young man took what looked to be a wad of cord from his hip and shook it out to reveal a well made sling. The sling was made of stout wool cord with a diamond shaped opening woven into the middle. Solost took an ovoid shaped lead stone from. If so, how? If not, what do we do? Do we still run dogs, but at a lower level? If so, what level, and how do we finance that?" I can't see us not keeping dogs," she replied with a frown."Me either," Josh said, thoughtfully. "But, do we do it on the level of Mark and your dad, just keeping a few dogs to go on camping trips, or maybe run a local race or two without being top rank? Or, do we try to be strong on the local level? Or, maybe be competitive on a lower 48 level, so we'd stand a shot in. Holding onto the the back of her hair I pulled her head into me. I could feel my cock against her throat, I pulled her onto me again, she gagged a little, then took me down her throat. I've a big thick cock and I didn't believe she'd be able to take me like this, but she did, Amy forced my cock down her throat until her lips were at the base of my cock. I looked down and her eyes were watering "aren't you a good little slut" I asked her and she nodded as she started to bob her head. I let go of. Margie guided his cleaned weapon into the tight pussy. He created new space inside it as Sam slowly descended four careful descents before their pubic hair meshed. The tightness, as tight as Grace's virgin interior, threatened to expel his seed quickly. Surprising him, his length found no cervix wall to threaten. Grace had needed him to save an inch from his cock to prevent damage. Not even a whisper of the wall could be felt."Oh Sam, I can't last long. Just lie still for a minute."Sam didn't.