The earliest weapons were no more than stones, thrown at prey or at enemies. We lay in wait and tumbled boulders on the heads of our foes. We set a st...ne in a sling and brought Goliath to his knees.Or, on our knees, we present a stone in a golden ring to pledge our love and troth.Yet stones are tools. The miller’s grist stone or the peasant’s mortar and pestle grind grain into flour for our bread. We pound stakes into the ground with a stone to anchor tents when we camp. We strike the stone. I no longer had anything to do with the law, and he was building his own law firm. I was happy to throw what business I could his way, when I could. Bill took care of getting us incorporated as an LLC to protect our personal property from loss should our company fail. Then he took over a large portion of our accounting work too. He had hired an accountant just for this purpose. It was a blessing to our little company since we knew shit about payroll and taxes and all that. Dave’s wife Mattie. She lay on the bed in the indentation made by her mother’s lover. She wasn’t upset, in particular. Hadn’t she herself planned to fuck tonight? She knew the man wasn’t dad, and wondered who he was. Did Dad know? He must, the couple hadn’t exactly bolted the door, had they? Then it clicked on her that the couple hadn’t dressed to leave the room. If they could go into the hallway naked, what was going on in the rest of the house? When she looked, she could see no clothes on the floor, so the. It’s been 15 minutes since Sir started fucking me in a missionary position.He also fucked me from the backside. He made me roll over and sleep reverse. Then he slept below and asked me to ride him. I started riding for good 25 minutes. Sir was pinching my nipples and eating them. He always placed his hands on my hips for a better moment while fucking.I didn’t even notice but Ravi sir’s cock was completely inside me. I was about to cum. I kissed him and told him that I was about to cum. Sir.