Danny moaned her pleasure. I grabbed her hips and made love to her ass with my tongue. I kept this up for several minutes before I tried inserting the... tip of one finger in her rosebud. She clamped down tight. “Relax and push out kiddo, it really will feel good,” I promised. She relaxed and did as I asked allowing my finger slow access where none had been before. I dipped two fingers into her wet pussy and then back to slowly pushing one finger into her ass. It slid in knuckle deep. I let. I knew the feeling of having a spouse stolen and I would never do it to anyone else, not even an asshole like Kevin. I really did like Drea, though. She was a very attractive and very nicely built brunette with long hair always pulled back in either a ponytail or braided. She had bright blue eyes that could hypnotize a man. Although 48 years old, she could have easily passed for 35. Her young skin betrayed her age. In spite of her obvious physical attributes, Kevin would often tease her about. I laughed. "Mine, too. It's been a while since I forked a horse." When was that?" My mother married a man who operated a ranch in Montana, so I spent a lot of time on the back of a horse. When she and my stepfather were killed in a plane crash, I inherited the ranch and my stepfather's estate. The estate was substantial, Greg. I detested the cold winters in Montana, so I sold the ranch and bought the property in Arizona."I didn't tell him that I'd owned horses in San Diego and Houston. Those. She never saw or helped him growing upbut as a matter of course she took out a life insurance policy for eachof her grandchildren.She passed away and Dave got the check and he came up with his plan meand shared it with me.Dave said, "I didn't get enough to pay off my debt and if I did I wouldbe on the street when I was forced to vacate this dorm room. But one ofmy old professors died with no family and he had a house completelyfurnished that I do have enough to buy from the estate and a little.