Her fingers grip at her sides, suddenly feeling out of breath, cheeks burning in the lingering heat as she doubles over and slowly sinks to her knees,...dress catching underneath her shoes, dirtying the hem but not caring. Still she does not cry, hugging herself tightly against the deep ache growing steadily wider in the pit of her being, like a wormhole was opening up inside and was trying to take her from this world, and for the first time her fathers death hits her. When the ache within her. There were great bangs and screams and then I remember struggling in Mama’s arms in the ocean before washing up with her in this cove. For a while she looked after me here. There was nobody else. I can only just remember that time. We slept in a shallow cave. She gathered fruit and leaves from the bush and caught little animals and things for our food.My next memory, from not very long afterwards, is of watching Mama go out on to the rocks in the ocean to prise off shellfish for us to eat as. OMFG he grabbed the back of my head and pulled it hard to his groin his cock down my throat as he unloaded a massive load of thick cum. Holding my head tight he pushed and I clamped my lips around the base of his shaft as hard as I could to make sure not a drop would spill out. His pulsating cum flow and me swallowing were in perfect sink ever bit of his sliding down my throat. I did not want to pull off it finally; finally, finally a guy who knew how to give a gurl what she wanted and rewards. Before he retired, I had called Ed for the kind of thing, so I gave Lucas a try."Lucus it's Maxine, I need a favor," I said."How long you been back in town?" He asked. It was not going to be a fun conversation I could just tell."A couple of days, I have arranged to buy the old Capitol Finance company building. I need a good painter, do you happen to know one." That's only a few blocks up the street. So we are going to be neighbors?" he asked."It looks like it, I hate rush you but I need to find.