He was well over six feet tall and easily weighed at least 250 pounds – none of it very attractive at all. Big, fat, and sloppy seemed to describe h...m fairly accurately and he had none of his father’s or brother’s good looks. When he opened his mouth, she learned that he lacked any of their ‘sharpness’ and sophistication as well. ‘God, Dad…you fucked this?’ The admiration was as evident as his eyes got wide. ‘Nice job! Great tits.’ They had never met before – never even spoken to each other.. She is a mother of a boy of age 09.She is dark brown in colour.Not black yaar.I had a crush or blush whatever it is on her till she joined to work in our home.To describe her she is 32″28″32.It’s approximate.She has two round paired melons with a nipple which actually looks like a brown balloon with a black bindi.She used to wear saree.Her navel will be clearly visible. Her boobs will be hanging in the air while she sweeps the floor.While working she will have to sweat and it will be clearly. I sternly with an angry face said that this is completely wrong. He should not even be talking to me like this.But he ignored all this and started to beg me and said that just once and I will not even stare at her breasts anymore. After a lot of compelling, I finally gave in, “Ok just this once Chandran.” He gladly accepted this and said thank you bhabhi.He immediately lunged forward and I was taken aback. I said him to slow down and said with a concerned look that what if your brother comes. "Thank you for the help," Felicia said. "I don't know what I would have done without a helping hand." "Thank me? You're kidding." "Trust me, just having the company helped. I hate this part of the job." "Are there any parts you don't hate," Jessie said. She regretted it immediately, but could not take it back. Felicia did not seem bothered. "I like helping people. Helping them get situated, solving problems. Just being a friend and a support. The paperwork, the write-ups, the-" Felicia gestured.