Naangal iruvarum nandraaga sight adithu kondu irunthom, aunty usar aagi vital endru ninaithu kondu irunthen.Adutha nal aunty paati veetirku vanthaal, ...intha murai saree anithu kondu vanthaal. Haaaaaaaaaa sareeil miga azhagaga irunthaal. Aval azhagai paarthu naan mayangi poi viten, aval soothu perithaaga thala thalavendru irunthathu. Aunty pooja parka ilamaiyaaga thaan irunthaal, aval iru kangaluku naduvil oru pottu vaithu irupaal.Athu aalaiye mayaki vidum, aunty pudavaiyil vanthu irunthaal naan. Towards the mid 8th month of my wife’s pregnancy and I got a call from her father One evening stating that my wife had heavy bleeding they were moving her to the hospital in my city since the nearest good hospital in their place was in my city. I panicked and rushed to the hospital to find her dad mom and one of her brother’s by her side.The doctor after examining her declared that she was having an early delivery and could expect it any time. The whole night all of us spend in the hospital.. My skirt fell to the floor and I let my blouse drop behind me. I was now standing before him in full glory and he had an unobstructed view of my naked tits dangling and wobbling out of my black bra. Feeling nasty and depraved like never before in my life, I lifted one pendulous breast to my mouth and started sucking at it like a slut as I took down my panties with the other hand. I immediately adjusted my stance, so that I stood with my feet wide apart and dug my fingers into my slopping, bald. When the bell rang at 3:05, he was already driving away from school (his brother was in ROTC and stayed for after-school activities), his foot to the floor and the radio blaring. Music had become Jess' only reprieve from his life and he was retreating into it more and more, barely paying attention to anything else. Music made him feel powerful, made him feel like he had a reason to live. It seemed that the lyrics of the song on the radio spoke directly to him, lifting him up, making him feel.