In the bright sunshine, the widow at the head of the village looked at Shami with gratitude.
Under the sunlight, her slightly wrinkled face carried the charm of a middle-aged woman with a relatively fair and smooth skin—this was one of the only two things Shami could find to compliment about the widow.
Although the widow wasn't very tall, her waistline was anything but small. Despite wearing loose clothing, her weight of over 300 pounds was immediately evident.
At the same time, two prominent features of her body made her unforgettable.
One was her overly voluptuous buttocks. Under the outline of those stretchy pants, her buttocks hung behind her like two watermelons, ready to drop at any moment, moving in sync with her every step.
The other was her body hair. The widow had very lush body hair, nearly covering her entire body. Under the sunlight, these fluffy body hairs made the parts of her body exposed outside her clothes seem to glow with a platinum halo.
