The door rattled again as the shadow passed across the glass.I turned on the hallway light, and the shadow stopped. I advanced toward the door, unlock...d it, and quickly pulled the door open. Before I quite realised what had happened, I found myself supporting my mother in my arms. I pulled her upright and had to steady her as she swayed on the spot. I noticed that though her keys were in her hand, the key that she was trying to open the door with was the key to her car.Mom’s hair was slightly. Ithai naangal seithu kondu irukum pozhuthu avalin maamiyaar kazhiparaiku vanthu avalai manjula engu irukiraai endru ketal. Pinbu aval athai ketathum sunniyai umbuvathai niruthi vittu athai naan intha kazhiparaiyil irukiren.Vayiru seri illai neengal pongal naan pine vanthu vidugiren endru sonnal, appozhuthu naan avalin mugathil en sunniyai vaithu ulasamaaga vaithu theithu kondu irunthen. Avalin maamiyaal illai manju naan ingu kaathu irukiren nee vantha udane selalam endru sonnal. Atharku manju. And even as I did that, I then began to formulate another plan, one I wasn't totally sure I would implement, but if the situation proved itself out that I may, then I knew how it was I would bring it about.I pulled two pairs of my mother's panties from the wash and quickly headed back to my own room.I was at least glad that mom didn't wear what some might call, "granny panties". And though she certainly didn't wear thongs, or even bikini panties, she did wear nice women's briefs, and even had a. ”Pam nodded. She already had her blouse open and her maternity bra unfastened to reveal her round breasts, dark-brown nipples beading with her milk. Melody, likewise, was topless, cupping her breasts, ready to nurse our daughter.“Looks like your dinner is ready,” I cooed. “Yes, you’re going to love your meal, aren’t you? You’re just like your daddy.”Melody giggled. “Oh, definitely.”I didn’t want to hand over my daughters. It was so wonderful to hold them, but they needed their dinner. I handed.