Because i dirty aunt's husband

Hello friends, I'm neither old nor gay. I just had a bitter memory. I said, 'Let me tell you. I'm now XNUMX years old. I'm not in Iran. We lived in the western cities of the country. I do not say the name of the city. I was XNUMX years old at the time and my aunt was XNUMX years old. We had just built a house. My aunt was always our house. When we had dinner, we had tea. Khalem's husband told us to go on foot. Khalem was so tired that my mother told him to stay here. Khalem's husband did not accept. Khalem told me to stay. Tell me, bring me something. I accepted. We went. XNUMX put it together. Amir, we slept. Downstairs he was playing with me, then I had fallen asleep with my own cream, but he knew I was waking up slowly. Kirosho was lying on his feet, he was walking with a hole in my buttocks, he was spitting, he was swallowing, he was swallowing me. I do not remember why I did not get up at that moment, come out of that house, I'm sorry if I wrote badly, forgive me, my friends wrote