I bent down and hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and tugged them down.My daughter is both very beautiful and fetchingly cute. She has...her mother's blue eyes and my mother's curly auburn hair. Her lips are lush. Her breasts turn up pertly. Her belly is flat, and her hips and butt swell nicely.I really didn't know if I should say it, but I decided to go ahead and said, "God, Becky, you're very beautiful." Thanks, dad."She had been looking down, but she lifted her face and made. They told me I could either sleep with Hasem or with his aunt as they sleep alone. I agreed to sleep with his aunt Rekha. Rekha smiled and told me to follow her. I followed her and thrilled to see her big ass dancing in her thin saree.She is 30 years old and widow. Her figure is 38-28-40. I knew later that she is a rich woman as she had much cultivable land. She helped the family very much and all members of the family respect her for her wealth. One maid about 18 years old followed us with my. Young and fit and nicely tanned, they were wearing bikinis that had enough material between the pair of them to make up one set of normal swimwear.Now while I would have been quite happy to just sit there and stare at them I did have some sense of the social niceties, so nobly refrained from doing so. I was very much aware of them, despite that, and could hear their current discussion quite easily.The discussion was about money. The brunette was apparently about a hundred short on her rent and. ”“How is she taking her captivity?” Roxanne asked.“Well, she’s gone from screaming abuse and scheming, to writing a rose tinted memoir ... and scheming,” William chuckled. “She still acts like the queen of all creation with anyone she speaks to, though is a tad more polite when she realised people simply wouldn’t come back and she was getting starved for company.”“A bitter lesson,” Roxanne replied with a grin.“I suspect so, though she won’t speak to Verry or me, or Arwen either, I.