Mom and Aunt Paula were sitting on the deck, still dressed in their sweats from the gym. Though they were sisters Mom and Aunt Paula were not alike. ...aybe it was due to the nine years that separated their births, Mom told me once that Grandpa and Grandma Jones hadn’t planned on having anymore kids after Paula and that she was an accident. I’m eternally grateful for people making those kinds of mistakes. Aunt Paula was five-four with short blonde hair, a cleavage that she liked to show and an. .kiony or idhar ladaka ya aadmi dusri aourto ya ladkiyo k pas jakar chudayi karta he kiony ,dosto mere pas ese kai e-mail aate he jin ko padh kar mera dimang bandh ho jata he har gali ya har maholle me jakar dekhiye sex(chudayi)k kisse dekhne ko milenge koi apne hi gharme ya fir apne ristedar k shath ,,ya apne padosi k sath ya apne office me ohho,,ho na jane kis kis k sath ,,agar aadmi pakdajay to use bewafa kahenge or aourat pakdi jaye to use bachchaln kahenge par kiyon kiya kisi ko nahi pata. Afterwards they throw me in a cage on the back of one of their pick-up truck. They can't leave me outside since lions may be roaming. It seems that the cage was intended for this use, maybe used previously. It is wide, takes up the whole of the load-bed of the pick-up, but is it very low. I can barely turn on my side and can't lift up on my elbows at all. They do not untie my hands. Then they retire to their tents. My owner seems excited about tomorrow. They are going to hunt. I turn on my. My need to be inside her demanded I answered. Just then Jeanette walked into my room and leaned against the doorway. I barely recognized her until she spoke, “Hey Honey.” The only thing I could answer was a grunt. By this time Amanda had already pulled down my sweats and begun licking my dick. All my blood for cognitive thought disappeared. Jeanette purred, “We have a surprise for you.” When she said that all the blood rushed from my stiffened member back to my brain. “What surprise?” Amanda.