My dad’s uncle (balu) lives near our home.He visit our home often.He is an old man of 60 years old.Black tall and muscular.He used to talk to my mom...closely.As my mom is an house wife she will be always at home.I never doubted their relationship.Until that dayDaily I used to go home after 7pm only as I had football practice in college.One day I had stomach pain so went home at 2pm.As I entered the house door was locked.I thought my mom will be bathing but I saw balu uncle’s chappal was near the. Then I heard a thump, I froze and tried not to breath. I had no idea where the noise came from but was about to turn around when I heard it again. It was that old tree near my window and the wind was thumping it against the wall.I moved again, just a few feet to go. The green glow did not reach to this corner, it was so dark but I knew exactly where I was. I felt that bump in the floor where the carpet had been patched, that meant I was very close to the edge of the bed. I stopped and listened. I remembered my first year in the college how I prayed hard to God’s miracle. A miracle that would lead to my existence in her eyes. I also remembered the promise I made to myself two days ago. No woman for me, not now. But, was that fair? Was I going to judge Mimah because of my experience with Miriam? Was I also going to allow my promise to come between me and my almost forgotten prayer? What should I do?Finally, I decided to fuck-up my promise. Blindly, I went for it.I stepped close to her. With my feet still attached to the floor I fell forward - right onto what felt like a big, padded barrel. In a flash, he was in front of my and my wrists were secured again, this time to the floor in front of the barrel. It seemed that my head - and therefore my arse as well - was now at crotch height. "Open wide slut," he crooned and I felt his hard cock at my lips again. Unable to fight, I opened and once again used my tongue on his cock, swirling it around the head and massaging the shaft,.