You will notice that she is wearing a thin, diaphanous, camouflage-print top, through which one can plainly see the black shameez, that has a wide, plunging neckline, exposing a fair bit of creamy Odho cleavage.
You can extrapolate the dimensions of her tits by observing that her cleavage at the top is in line with her armpits, and at the bottom, with about the crook of her elbow. Which means, her tits are almost as long as her humerus, if allowed to hang free. That’s mammoth.
Her physical proportions are so overwhelming that one can easily forget how good of an actress she really is. In the course of a few minutes, as observed through these caps, she goes through a motley of emotions. A different Odho, for every occasion. I caught the surprised, the annoyed, the aggrieved, the pleasant, the aghast, the suspicious, the spurned and the alarmed. Yall can take it from here.
Atiqa’s charming, disarming and engaging personality plays so well on the screen that just about everyone can relate to her. She is the ‘hot’ auntie that every young Turk has had a mad crush on. If Atiqa could get royalties from all the movies she has starred in, which continue to ply in desi bedrooms all over the world, she would be richer than Richard Branson.
The thing with see-through subjects is that you are never quite sure of what to expect when the veil is lifted. You can make an educated guess, but that is subjective. Though ironically, it is best, since we are limited only to the extent of our imagination.
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