A guitar teacher

Accept to teach him to play guitar because she is a doll that any man would like to share a little while with her. I was amazed because she is from a family of good comfort in the village. We were to see us every Monday at half past seven p.m. to give guitar lessons. The first time you enter your home I fall in love with your home room because it was a room for love in dim light. I take his hands to indicate positions of the hands and fingers on the guitar and like every beginner touched evil (expected). Her husband arrived until nine at night when coming from his work. I was alone for half an hour. I’ll take her hands to her gently and she coperaba with its flexibility. They spent many Monday and one day she descocio to tell me that she is single because the husband was almost no time to it. Once I offered to make me a ham sandwich and while she did so I played guitar. He focused on what I see she looked touched me and told me how nice it sounded. I ate the sandwich and she paid me more money for the kind of guitar. She began to sound the guitar means and meet the primary notes of the guitar until one day she approached my face to talk about the guitar and just looked at each other that made me want to kiss her, but decided not to. Grew primarily a harmony between the two one night told me I had to go to town to cover some errands and told me to go with her, but I wait in a certain place and she would come later. So it was and we are in the right place. She was happy and had lunch together at a different restaurant she vivistaba with her husband. Suddenly a stare of the two we approach slowly until warm kiss that happened between the two. Of course I hugged her to while kissing her and then kiss her and I was saying was thoughtful ” would not return home, but I have to do it&quot ;. I kept saying that he felt bad about what I was doing, but the love between her and her husband had disappeared. Nine months they passed and one day at a hotel in the city I stripped my student guitar looked and discovered that she had a body without much use, slim waist and a bun with a mountain of hair and abandoned backyard. I left the hotel and returned with a razor and shaving foam man’s beard. I gave him a shave to leave your lips of her pussy shaved. She liked what I was doing and when the I began to suck got crazier ” never, never, never I had done ” .. Then began to suck my berga and felt disgust and almost vomited, but I told him to start doing is disgusting, but that eventually she would do better. She is thin but with good figure in your body. Her tits smallish but very paraditas and hose connections and there came good stab her muffin. When she felt the pressure of my lunge toward her, she was only telling me ” oh no please make me softer, it is the first time that shake me everything&quot ;. Di longer to lubricate it and once more I saw him push my hot Berga in her pussy and shoved as anything. What happened is that she ran after me and I scratched his back as he ran. His forehead was sweating a lot and then I ran into it. We caught and returned to the village two different directions. Guitar lessons and all resumed their regular matrimonio.Seis months we would be taking and I apply for an American visa and got it. When I told him I was leaving, she began to mourn and mourn and asked me to not leave me. I felt sad and I wanted to please her, but she had a secure life and while I had money, I had nothing and left. A day before we parted from me at the hotel where we looked and I remember she asked me to leave her mark my chest with kisses pacifier and I leave. I let my right chest gets blown and sucked rather than Berga. She arrived at the airport with one of his servants and from afar I said goodbye. I almost, almost howled and boarded the plane. I have never been back to where I was born and I wonder how it must be.