I couldn?tbelieve it, I stood there staring at the three of them, my jaw dropped and allI heard was one cousin say to the other, ?Looks nice with her ...mouth open,? as Iturned to hide my tears the other said, ?Any ideas what we should put in it??if only I had known what they meant. My so callednice room was in the attic, Andrew and Roland shared a large room under mineand Aunt Miriam occupied the front of the house, the housekeeper had a room butliving close by, she hardly used it, I hated the. I began floating gently on the water, enjoying the flow from the stream over me, careful not to float away. I positioned myself so that one of my feet was wrapped in a tree root hanging from the edge of the opposite bank. I felt safe and calm, and peaceful. It was most likely the stress of the day melting away, or the feeling of the water, but regardless the reason, I soon drifted off to sleep...I was awoken violently, with a heavy pain in my stomach. As I tried to find my bearings, I realized. It was so sexy. Then it was over."Okay, now you've got the whole kissing thing down. Oh, well, hmm, there is a bit more if you're really hot for the girl and you know she's hot for you. It's kind of advanced frenching." Can we try it?" I asked knowing I really wanted to do it if it was sexier."Um, yeah, I guess," and she leaned forward and kissed me, opening her lips so I slid my tongue inside and she started sucking on it. God, she was sucking my tongue. Was that sexy, was that hot? I thought. I feel a panic in my stomach and ask Marcell who they are. He says they are with him and they are all going to show me what good black fucking is all about. I try to protest but they are already in the house and carrying me towards the couch. One of them asks where the bedroom is as he starts down the hallway. Marcell is kissing me and rubbing my breasts while the other guy is rubbing my ass from behind. I am getting real turned on and start to kiss Marcell back. About this time the third.