My family consists of me my mom sundari and my dad ramesh.My mom was a very caring home maker,we all lived in tanjore.Since my childhood I have noticed that my mom was very careless about her dressing,as we all are south indians she always used to wear sarees with deep neck,exposing her milky white deep cleavage most of the time.She was a little bit buxom lady with proper weight at proper places.I have noticed lot of men would get nice view of assets and they would ogle at her boobs even in front of me.Everything in my family were going well,until my 18th year until the entry of an african man of age of 27 named karim into our neighborhood just next to my house it is said that he came to india for studies with his friends and later they all addicted to drugs and discontinued their studies and became gundas,working for local politicians,he was 6.5feet tall with well built body.At tat time my moms
