Rape me in the customs field

Hello, the story is true and a bitter memory in my adolescence. My name is Ali. At home, at the first customs field, a soldier came in front of me and said, "Brother, I have a problem. His face was wrong and his eyes were red." The lamb fights in front of them. He told me to go and call him. I willingly accepted that I wished I had not. There was no American car at the bottom of the alley, the bag was in the alley, but it was all ruined and damaged. I was scared, but I was embarrassed to say I could not go to the end of the dead end. He said, "Do not knock on the door. Let me lift you up." I saw that he was holding his hand. I said, "I want to go. I'm not going anywhere. I'm working for you." I was scared and took him to the back of the car and said, "Bring me your pants. I begged him to press the knife and he had no mercy." I remembered his eyes. I had it, but not like this. I was shocked. Dad was pushing you, the coward was bitten by his dirty cock, but I did not see how much it was. He was holding me in my mouth. I was just crying. There was a quiet place where there was a dark pattern. I could see people by the wheel of a car, but no one could see us when the water came andHe let me go and wiped me with his own handkerchief.