Idi na real experience kani naa jeevitamlo okka sare jarigindi adi Andhra lo unnappudu.Oka roju ma friend valla anna pelli andharu vacharu evri panull... vallu vunnaru ratriki andhrau padukunnaru kani nenu inko aunty peru asha chala tellaga muttu kunte kandhi poyela undi migilpoyamu place ekkada ledu sare nenu ma friend room lo velli padukuntanu ikkadaku chala daggarlo undi annanu aiythe nenu vasthanu andi.first bayam vesindi aa taruvate aame paruvalu choose na mathi poyindi naa luck ela untundo. The hat had "BIG JEFE" embroidered above the bill. Rob never seemed to get around to wearing his shirt, but Lupe, Raul and I wore ours frequently. Ricky was never without that hat, whenever he played outside.Tina and I were married in a very small and private ceremony held out on the farm. Only blood relatives and their spouses were invited. The guests numbered almost two hundred. On my side was Rob, and my mother's widowed older sister. All the rest were Tina's relatives.It was a Catholic. I hugged her and kissed her on the cheek and slowly moved to lips and we French kissed for a sometime. I started biting and kissing and sucking her white neck and she started to respond. I moved my hands to her watermelon sized massive boob and pressed it. Even though my hands are big I could cover only a small portion of one boob. I pressed both the boobs with my two hands while sucking her neck and lips. Her breath became faster and she said lets move to the bedroom. Till that time we were. I again felt my penis rising. The second take was where it happened.Midway between the dance sequence, her sports bra snapped in the middle and exposed both her breasts. Both Ramappa and I were watching so intensely.My mom’s breasts were as though 2 squishy melons were attached to her chest. She realized the wardrobe malfunction and at the moment slipped and fell. She shouted in pain as she sat half-naked on the floor. I ran to her and wrapped my jacket around her.She had sprained her right.