I was watching porn on my laptop and while stroking my hard penis to another orgasm.Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. A loud thud, followed by ... couple of repeated knocks. I hurriedly turned off the laptop and gathered my trousers. I frantically searched for my t-shirt and kept the tissue papers aside and hid my erection under the elastic of my trouser. There were knocks again. My heartbeat paced up. How could mom be back suddenly?I went and opened the door. It was Pooja aunty. She held. At any rate we can kill the large ones today and see if we can catch the small ones," I said, and then I went poking around in my stored things for some tow sacks. They were the best things I could think of for catching the oinkers.It didn't take long to find plenty and of course all the children volunteered to try catching the little squealers. Dispensing with the adult porkers was no trouble and while the women started cleaning them, Biltee, Cowta, and I kept watch as the race between. Yep, she had been caught panties lowered to her ankles as she squatted on the haunted man’s rotting wooden porch. One foot helplessly imprisoned in a softened wood porch board. Still the former cheerleader had a hard time believing what her devious friend, Kelly had done to her while she remained trapped, squatting unable to move out of position and with her delectable ass pooched out in a tight little black dress like in Breakfast At Tiffany’s with her favorite actress Audrey Hepburn. . She felt the same, I guess. (Otherwise, she wouldn’t have done the things that she has done in the later part of story)However, she got up from the sofa and asked me whether I would like to have a tea or a coffee.I said, “Coffee would be nice”.She brought two mugs of coffee and we together watched a south action packed movie.Since we were sitting on the same sofa we kept poking, teasing and laughing at things and somehow came the dinner time.Maid came and prepared the dinner for both of us. My.