I wish now, that I had of paid more attention. I will, however, endeavour to do my very best to tell my story. Why write about myself? No, I am not na...cissistic, I am not famous, I am not rich, others have been through tougher things in their life and I am positive there are a lot more interesting lives than mine. I am just 1 of 7 billion humans on the planet. That in itself, makes me unique, however on top of that I also belong to a group that is 1% of the population…those with Autism Spectrum. Every year he comes to village and they spend time together.As he is not there, he has come to take my grandfather with him for a few weeks.My grandfather said he will have a word with my dad and then they can leave in the morning.I felt happy as my mom will be relieved from his bitch fucking sessions and I can spend some time with her. But I don’t know then that the fate has some different plans.That night when my father has returned home, my grandfather recognized him as Mohan uncle from his. I leaned forward and slurped all of the spittle back into my mouth, swallowing it."I like it Charles." I looked back up at him with a glistening chin."You like to choke on it Timmy?" Yes sir, I do."Mike took a quick break from slobbering over his cocks to let out a giggle. "You slut," he winked at me.The idea of being a cock hungry slut filled me with an insatiable lust and I quickly took a good portion of Charles shaft into my mouth. As I sucked deeper and deeper I felt Charles' hands gently. I could feel my cunt getting wetter with passion and I could feel his cock underneath me pressing hard into me. While he was kissing my tits and sucking my nipples I could feel another hand going up underneath my skirt and pulling my panties off, I managed to look down towards the other sofa and saw the other fellow bent over me with his cock out of his trousers , he was touching me up with his hand and pulling my now very wet cunt lips apart. He pulled my panties off and undid my skirt and.