Well, after explaining where our naughtiness started, I'll tell you what happened. Well, my aunt's first mistake was to accept me living in her house after having that huge amount, of daughters, giving soup. Francisca, the oldest cousin, had written on her forehead that she longed to feel a very large, hard and heady stick, being tucked into her perky little holes. I wasn't sure if I already fucked, in the days of a boy I was rubbing his dick on her, but he didn't enter. After that, nothing else happened between us. The same situation was true for all five cunts, he knew little about their lives.

My aunt's husband, whom I learned by education to call uncle, seemed to care nothing for the family. The guy was a Mason and spent most of his time away from home, at Masonic meetings or at work. He was a tall black man, of the athletic type, from a distance we could see the white color of his teeth or eyes. A faithful copy of Satan, he did not understand what my aunt saw in that. A