But, I work and live in Bangalore since 3 years. Now this incident happened while I was traveling from M’lore to B’lore. I had reached the M’lor... airport almost one hour early and had wait to for the flight. Then I saw a lady walking towards me and she sat besides me in the airport lounge. She was a bit chubby but she had a cute face and huge boobs and a curvy ass.I wanted to talk to her but I dint knew how to start the conversation. So, I was busy watching airport chicks. Then she only started. James. ‘She didn’t say during the public debate, and I didn’t get a chance to talk with her during the break.’ ‘I see.’ I said. ‘Okay, ma’am, can you tell me how the membership of the Club works?’ ‘Yes, but let me start at the beginning.’ said Mrs. James. ‘We began about six years ago, with twelve women each contributing five thousand dollars. Within the next six months or so, eight more women came in, contributing $5000. At that time, we realized that 20 was too many, but we didn’t expel. We used to communicate through calls and messages. But I was really frustrated with that relationship and broke up with her.She still used to send me messages and I used to ignore them. But I couldn’t ignore her message this time as I was so much hungry for a pussy. Just looking at her message gave me a hard-on and even though I never found her attractive, I thought about trying once.I had already slid my one hand inside my trouser as I replied to her, “Same to you.. what are you doing?” I was. Mom had really big boobs and generally wore low-cut blouse which easily exposed her big boobs and deep cleavage (Now don`t ask me about her exact figure because I am not a damn tailor or something!!!) Now, whenever we walked through a public place, men definitely stared at mom`s huge boobs and I knew, she liked it!!! Mom wore beautiful colourd saris (actually I heard from her that dad never liked the idea of a widow wearing white dress just because she had lost her husband), but she had a habit.