She objected and I said if u have faith in me, u must say yes, otherwise I would not disturb u any more, I don’t know what she thought and asked me ...o come to the bus stand, this time I asked her “if u don’t mind, can I ask u some more personal questions about u, and she agreed and asked about the incident on that day when she left for Salem, her eyes filled with tears and started telling-“my husband is an alcoholic and he is having affair with his aunt’s daughter who is fair than me “because. There was no one in the hall, my college bag was on the sofa. Then kamala aunty came from her bed room in a white color night gown which was quite transparent. I could see her black bra and black panty. Oh god she was looking damn sexy. I know that she is wearing them wantedly, coz I have been to her house many times, but she never dressed like that before. So I made my mind not to miss the golden opportunity. She gave a naughty smile and said hi sexy boy, you are back very soon. My ears. Then I felt my head being pulled over and there, right at my lips, was another huge black dick, with a head that looked like a baseball bat. I stuck out my tongue and licked it as he rested it on my mouth. Now I could feel my own juices were really flowing as I felt that Jamaican bastard’s tongue licking up and down from the edge of my asshole up to the top of my swollen clit-I choked with that huge dick as I got my tongue coated with thick pre-cum as he began to slowly pump it in and out of my. At least I am able to get away with not using either of my surnames, which both share horrible history.I'm still not sure why I kept this journal all these years; my horrible handwriting will just make me forget how to decipher this entry of mine a few days from now and I can't even remember why I keep this thing. Maybe it just kept me sane for all these years as an emotional thunder-rod.Wow, I just forgot that yesterday was my 16th birthday; this move HAS been a bit much…April 17th,.