Pinbu sirithu neram oivu eduthu pinbu padukai araiyin ulle sendrom aunty engalai ulle thali kathavai thapal potal. Araiyin ulle ac irunthathaal kulu k...lu vendru irunthathu, naan aunty mune katti pidithen nanban suuthu pakamaaga kati pidithaan.Enathu sunni aunty kuthiyil sorugi irunthathu, nanbanin sunni aunty suuthiyil kuthi irunthathu. Aunty enathu kanathai pidithu ithazhil mutham koduthaal naanum aunty udhadai nandraaga urinthu sappinen. Pinbu aunty mulaiyil kaiyai vaithu thadava aarambithen. Her manicured fingers gently stroking thestem of her wine glass. I love the taste of wine, such a rare treat forme. I would give anything to take the last gulp of her wine to wash awaythe taste of piss and cum filling my mouth. I'm fixated on two wellmanicured fingers gently stroking her stem, not unlike how I rubbed mysilly little clittie so long ago."No," she states as her finger stops stroking.My eyes are fixated on her fingers. Cold hard steel restraining theevidence of my desire, but does. "I am not a man," he answered in a forced falsetto. "My name is Helen and this is my dress. I like it very much." We'll just see about that!" she snapped at him, storming out of the house still in her bathrobe and slippers. She took the man's car and drove off to the police, telling them to come see her crazy husband and bring a psychiatrist with a strait-jacket.When she returned to the home with the police and psychiatrist they looked at her with great interest. "My husband," she angrily. I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I smiled at my wife as I walked past the tub to my sink. I gave my hair a quick comb and was getting ready to walk to the bedroom when I had a sudden inspiration.I had noticed a pack of black hair elastics laying on the counter by my wife's sink and it made me think. I grabbed three and walked on into our bedroom, closing the door behind me. I heard her about to ask a question as the door shut.I lay down in the bed and started playing with my balls,.