The Godmother

The Godmother Respectfully, there's no better word to start writing about this woman, a warrior woman, a fighter woman and a very beautiful woman named Neide. Neide, 55 years old, 4 children, likes a good night, likes to have fun, to dance likes to live life. She was unlucky in love, was married three times, the first husband beat her, the second was lazy, and the third betrayed her, according to her, she had already given up on men. In the samba that she attended, and in the community that she lived, she was known as Madrinha, due to the fact that she had several godchildren and had released many musicians. She always wore various jewellery and with a smile on her face, spreading sympathy wherever she went, she did not have a steady job, she was always doing something different and it was at such a moment that our lives crossed. She was five-and-a-half, dyed her hair blonde, and they hit her waist, she was always neat, perfumed, with well-painted nails, big breasts, she liked to wear blouses with necklines and pants glued to her butt, she jumped when she went to samba, a woman that many men noticed, a woman like that is not for everyone. Extremely strong personality, you know those first-class barracks, but on the contrary was extremely affectionate and dengue. You know very well that I only get involved with a woman if she is really interesting, appearance is not everything. I leave work late I get home, there's hardly anyone on the street, on a Thursday night I was coming home and I saw a woman with a truck parked on the street, she looked desperate, it was Neide, I already knew her by sight. I was worried about her there alone and I asked if she needed help. She with a worried face said no, that her little truck was broken and she didn't want to leave her there alone like that. By a chance of fate I have a great friend who works with winch, I called him and he took the truck straight to a mechanic of another friend of ours. She was super grateful, and a great friendship grew out of it, and I started going to the places she went, and from the beginning I showed interest in her, and she never gave up. Every day we went out she was more magnificent, always dressed in a different way, but always leaving that tail evident, the men in the samba always messed with her and she smiled saying that they would not put up with her, everyone laughed. I felt that the exchange of glances between us was intense, I always insisted and she denied, she told me that the age difference was too much that I needed to be with a girl of my age. I had my quirks as you well know, but I started to really care about the Godmother, I liked the way she treated other people and the way she lived her life. I started to make myself available to her more and frequent her house, get to know her family, her children were my age, they used to give their mother a lot of work but they had never messed with me until then. One day I took the liberty of inviting her to a motel, she promptly denied it, said she wasn't one of those women, that she didn't want just one affair, I said I didn't want just one affair either. I wanted her, I wanted to be present in her life, I think those words moved her, she texted me when I got home. - I don't know if what you told me was true, but know that if it is, I really feel about you. - I want to spend the night with you tonight, you dig? - Mouse yes, but without commitment. I came from work and went straight to her house, she got in my car and we went to a little bar in the city next to ours, and we had a very fun night, we had a lot of laughs and exchanged various experiences, she seemed very willing and I was too. When it was time to leave, we got in the car and we exchanged our first kiss, a passionate kiss, and she slid her hand across my face, and I felt all the warmth of her hands, and it was delicious, and her mouth tasted like beer, and I was addicted to that kiss. I took her to a reservation, a motel she'd always wanted to go to but had never been to, booked a room with a pool and a bath for us, she deserved that and more. We had sex all night long, making love, my role penetrating her xana, she below, she above, getting 4 for me, I spat on her ass, on her breasts, she was a beast, she was insatiable, we climbed 3 times and she wanted more, but she respected my rest. Before we left, we did it one more time, this last time it was more affectionate, with exchanges of glances, with more touches on her face and her hair. I didn't try to eat her ass. I wanted to respect her. I wanted that night to happen again and again. Neide and I have a lot of stories together. I like to write about her. I hope you enjoyed it. There's more to this story...