That seemed most likely since they were both named on the deed. There was a small mortgage on the house. The deed of trust was for only a few thousand...dollars. Most likely they had inherited some debt along with the house.The best I could tell without slippers on the ground asking, Loretta was a single mom who may or may not have ever been married. Her one child was a registered first grader in the public school system. On her facebook profile she listed herself as a hairstylist. That could. A weather front was coming through so I made the decision to spend that night and the following day at anchor until we had calm weather. And I told him, Louie was his name, that while I normally didn't let real young crew members take an anchor watch, I wanted to teach him how to do that. Since someone was always in the wheel house, day or night, it wasn't an unusual thing to train him to do.I took over the watch at 2 a.m., and he joined me. I made sure the door to the wheel house was. Her mind reeled as she realized just what was happening n gasped as she felt his cock plunge deep into virgin territory. He grabbed her shoulders n rocked his cock in n out of her tight asshole again n again. Sharon’s hand flew down to her pussy where she plunged it deep inside her extremely wet pussy. The young stranger fucked her ass harder as she gripped the edge of the bench n took the young man’s cock deeper n deeper into her bowels. His cock was a blur as it went in n out of Sharon’s. “My boyfriend doesn’t do this” she groaned, as I licked her faster my finger slipped into her anus and she exploded.Her hands were on the back of my head grinding my face into her cunt as she screamed, gasped and groaned as her pussy leaked juice all over my face. When she’d subsided she sat up and gasped “That was different” as I stood up and unbuttoned my jeans, discarding them and my undies she asked me “How old are you” as I knelt on the bed with my 6” in my hand I replied “55”.Parting her.