So that day later they decided to come to place later after college and wanted to play games in the computer . It was in the evening so we decided to ...ake all my 5 negro friends at my place . We rang the door bell one of my friend he said “damn homie you have quite a big house , we gonna rob you” in a joking way and I said “rob all you want its all my aunt’s property” we all laughed and on of them asked me “aunt? Wow she must be beautiful” I said yeah she is and they rest from the back were. His turn to make the continue gesture ... mine was nowhere as regal. I continued ... through lunch and tea and... “You drove over the hill.”“Government?” Aghast.“So they claimed.”Our stomachs announced that we had missed something. I blushed, he reddened.“I could cook,” I said simultaneously as he said, “Is there someplace decent we could go?”And I said, “That lets out bangers and mash.”I chuckled at his look ... not a clue.I sat up and exited my chair. “Follow me.”I led the way to the. With a lustful growl, he dove forward off of the chair, and dropping to his knees, grabbed her silky flanks in his hands and pushed his face forward into her cunt. He plunged his tongue deep into her wetness, reveling in her heady scent and the smooth slick folds enveloping his mouth.She groaned at the assault and then gasped as his probing tongue found her clit. His tongue swirled over the swollen bud for a bit, and then boldly, he slid it upwards to the tight pucker of her ass. She moaned. The young girl who was about to have her precious life torn from her—from them—was his Amanda, his daughter—his baby. He wanted to turn away but could not. He was a good man—a man who believed in God and took his religion seriously—as did his wife and young daughter. He had never—never would—ask God for anything for himself—or to perform some sort of impossible miracle. He was a practical man. As his only child’s awful death became inevitable he said aloud, ‘Please God, don’t make her suffer.’.