If aunties, gals, wanna meet me can mail me at my yahoo id , sorry dis is my story if any mistake pl z forgive me ok… i was living in hyderabad, my ...ometown.i was invited to go to a wedding of a cousin who was getting married to a village headmans daughter. The wedding was held in a temple town close to the village near shamshabad. The grooms party ( we) left for the wedding at about 11 am of the previous day and arrived at about 1 pm. The brides party were already there. They were all busy. Checking the clock, I confirmed that nobody would be home for another couple of hours.I got a warm cloth and cleaned the stools, the table, and the work surfaces. Getting the box of sex toys, I checked the dishwasher, found an errant Ben Wa ball and added it to the collection before placing the box by the stairs to take up to El's room."Urrrrgh!" El's voice resonated in the hallway. I paused and imagined what Becky might be doing to trigger such a response from my sister.As I poured the now. “Deep in your throat.” “No it isn’t,” Carlotta said, crestfallen, “you’ve been watching too many movies.” She got up on my desk, opened her legs, pulled aside her black lace panties and showed me. “That’s it right there,” she said. “Doesn’t look like much,” I said. “Looks are deceiving,” she said. “How long have you had this, er, ah, growth?” I said. “Since I was a little bitty baby,” she said. “Have you seen a doctor?” I said. “It’s my clitoris, Lance,” Carlotta said. “I don’t need a doctor.. She leaned forward, like she was sharing a secret, and said, “I think it runs in the family. I think you and Uncle Darius are the newest members of a very exclusive, very secretive little club, and I’d like to be the first to welcome our newest members.” She waited for Santana to catch up.Santana sat there blankly, and said, “Runs in the family… Club? What club?”Jadzia was quiet, softly tapping her fingers on the table.Suddenly, Santana gasped, and her eyes opened wide as she finally realized.