A friend of my mother picks me rich

When I left home was young and lived in a country town in Argentina … I moved to the capital and dedicated myself to my studies and made my life independently … when my father died and after a time of mourning my mother redid his life with a man about years younger than her and changed his way of life … all the time was linked to a very different environment, artists, theater people, music, literature … well … a complete change after a time when I was a thirtysomething man close to forty. I traveled to visit friends and met a painter … including 60 who grabbed my attention as soon as I met him one night meeting … we we spent talking and when it began to take leave to return home (I had already told who lived alone) asked if he could approach the city center … saying that He had not walked these streets and wanted to see how much had changed City … goodbye to my mother, her partner and other friends and we went in his car … immediately with his gentle tone he explained that the city had almost no nightlife … ” if you want and you do not mind I’ll walk ” … I accepted and took a walk around the downtown where everything looked really boring … the conversation became more intimate and I offered to go for drinks at home, by the way I show her pictures … I accepted again. Whether at home between drinks begin to discover that we shared many tastes when it comes to literature and art … a way of seeing life … were slowly losing the last half hour timides and we were kissing passionately in a chair that was in his living … listening to romantic music and desire dead … we said we liked us … we went undressing each other slowly and my mouth was nearing its penis … beautiful, like 18 x 6 which I thought was delicious … he told me that since she had separated was very young he had had several experiences with gays … it was 100% active … told me I was very attracted to him and he felt a great desire to fuck me … I replied that I had never gone fantasies … but I was completely enthralled with his poronga … I wanted to feel it within my tail … who attracted me to the point of wanting to become his … female smiled, kissing we keep silent (while sounding bossa nova music) until it stood, he helped me up pulling my hand and led me to his bed … which is now our .. ..me I was living in my hometown, my mother knows we’re a couple and we’re very much in love … seven years living as a couple and intimacy seen me every night of bitch to never get tired of me .. .I’m a whole little woman and I accompany and I meet all your needs … we love … and fuck me ever richer … keep doing it two or three times a day.