I wind my fingers in his hair and tug on fistfuls of dreads, drawing his open mouth closer to my clit. My cell phone rings on the table causing me to ...jump and my fantasy disappears. I look at the screen. It’s my mom. I take a deep breath then answer the phone. ‘Good morning Mommy,’ I say so that David knows I don’t need rescuing. He leaves the room to give me privacy. Karl had told our parents about Greg. Mom was calling to make sure that I was ok. She mentions David and I tell her he had been. As it was, I never even looked for another woman. I just felt I was lucky enough to have had her in my life ... I couldn't possibly find another woman who would love me, without wanting to change me from what Louise did for me ... to me." I love the man you are, Michael. Don't change a thing."She got on the bed and spread her legs apart for me, waiting for whatever I wanted. I decided what I wanted and went over and dove my mouth down to her very pink pussy, thrusting my tongue deep inside her,. She traveled her tongue up over and around her teeth and gums, spreading the white goo all over the inside of her oral treasure house. Then came another knock on the door. The next man in was a young looking college student. His muscles rippled in his shirt, and before Missy could say anything, he placed his hand on her shoulder, and sat her down before him. He unbuckled his pants and slid them down to the floor. His penis sprang up, a strong and healthy eight inches of hard meat. Missy cocked. Merle and I both knew his time was slipping away. We had the girls ride into town and ask Mr. Brenner, the bank president, to ride out as soon as he could get away. He was here the next morning early. He, Jonnie, Jamie and I sat in Merle’s bedroom as Merle had Mr. Brenner write out an amendment to his last will. It concerned the money we have in the local bank and the money Merle already had in the Bank of St. Louis when we married.“You see, Merle was a rich businessman when we met in Kansas.