Oh my God!

The moon comes between the branches of the trees and I looked at her with some concern ... my forehead against the glass of the bus window ... and my grandma snoring in the seat beside him ... We return from the pilgrimage to the Shrine Immaculate ... and I smile ... I was immaculate and now more than culeada back to my village and gulped ... sigh, I close my eyes, and I see his green eyes ... so me ... Gonzalo said his name ... and I'm Rita, I said ... I do not know yet how I ended up in his claws ... he must haunt me ... I do not know .. I just know that I enjoyed both his arms and now I regret .. ., what if I was pregnant? ... Oh no, noooo ... God willing, no ... My Grandpa kills me ... and if insurance does not kill me ... Ramon Ventura old my fiance ... skinny and decrepit, Pueblo Chieftain ... my grandmother who I getting married in a month ... April 7, birthday old man who wants estrenarme as your gift ... but ... I can not stop smiling hoarse and my grandmother ... sigh ... I think of that guy as handsome ... Gonzalo! devilish eyes and green eyes, neat mustache, his white teeth .. and suddenly your image is diluted and plated on the round face of the full moon ... and now forms carota old horrible, crumpled of false teeth yellow ... Oh no ... no ... I'm more than dead when my wedding night into my scrawny old man and see I'm not the innocent and pure girl he thinks ... What the hell should I do? ... paid a good price for my hymen has torn another ... and older than my Grandma forgave the debt he owed and returned writing our farm when I said yes and I accepted her kisses and caresses, in our living room, under the supervision of my grandmother who smoked his cigarette and ever present in our talk later ... and only occasionally that my Grandma goes to the bathroom the adventure vetarro disgusting kiss these lewd about my bra and his hand under my dress brushes my thighs ... Yes, content is the elder Ramon Ventura and I will kill a stick that night is approaching ... oh my God! .. ., but I did not think as I undressed quickly Gonzalo, that guy who hypnotized me with his snake eyes ... and stole my ... under the twinkling eyes of my grandmother, and I was moaning in the corner, behind the Shrine of the Immaculate ... never had felt such enjoyment, had never tasted a man's virility ... and is more wonderful than I had before my cousin Gertrude elope with that soldier ... and Gonzalo possessed me I groaned happy and blissful in its grip ... and his huge penis deep dwelt me ​​... I sowed his seed deep inside ... and I fear that germinate soon ... Oh my God ... I wish and Bus never come to San Telmo ...