It may have been Hurricane Andrew, or one of the big ones. She said she'd have to move inland and would talk to me later. I waited, with anticipation....fter 2 weeks, or so, she was back. Said she was ok and seemed ready to resume ... she was anxious to talk, so was I.After a few weeks, she wanted to talk on the phone. I had been through a nasty divorce and wasn't really desirous of anything too serious, but, so had she. She was as tentative as was I and I finally I told her she could have my. I don't you my hands on a cock cuz its so disrespectful to your master cock. You grab the base of your cock and point the your cock head at my wet lips and I wrap my lips around your cock head swirling my tongue around him as you plunge your meat down my hungry throat.I swallow hard as a tear rolls out of my eye.Your just setting the stage I know. Your cock is big and hungry and I might have met my match. I desend and wrap my lips around your shaft, not to far yet baby . I thought it would be bad, but it was so much worse then I expected. No one should be forced to receive such excruciating pain. It started at my nipple and drove through my breast and felt like it traveled up my spine until it reached my brain. It tore a scream from my throat. "AAAAGGGHHH, GGGOOOODDD, noooo, please take it off," shaking my breasts as best as I could in the tight bondage. That only increased the pain as you held onto the clamp, my nipple trapped beneath it, the tiny teeth. ”“Thank you, darling.” Leaning forward, I kissed her gently. “I look forward to seeing it.” Leaning to one side, I looked at her sister. “And thank you, Hotene.”The rapidly falling dusk almost obscured my daughter’s curt nod. I held back a sigh. Even when circumstances should have been ideal, every effort I made to reach out to Hotene lately felt clumsy and ineffectual. No matter the approach, every interaction with her inevitably led to an uncomfortable silence lying somewhere between.