Anyways, so there I was sleeping like a baby on my mom’s friend’s hot daughter Bindu akka. Even Bindu akka was also sleeping. Maybe she also passe... out due to her excitement with me. Whatever the reason, she just looked like a sleeping beauty. She was so fucking beautiful, you know. ????????????????????I guess I had dozed off for like 15-20 minutes. And I guess she was out cold. She was lying with nothing but her panties on. And I was lying over her naked. My head was on her right boob and my. She said that was as intimate as she could get with me, unless I wanted sex too. The big smile on her face suggested that sex was a given, if I wanted it.She took me up to her master bedroom, which was practically a suite in itself. She had a mini kitchen, a mini bar, a walk in closet, and the biggest bathroom that I had ever seen. If I had a bedroom like that I would never come out.She locked the door including the dead bolt and dropped her robe to the floor, standing there naked. I inspected. I was so scared , I couldn't speak. Now, I'm not a small man (201 lbs 6 ft) but I'm no fighter. I work as an accountant and love video games so I don't get much exercise but I do run(which I wanted to do at this juncture )The man was tall, six feet two I'm guessing , Black , lanky build, glasses and wearing overalls. He looked like he was at work or on lunch break (it was 12 noon on a Tuesday). We just stared at one another for an eerie moment. I knew he was going to kill me or something. I took a deep breath, putting on my submissive smile. I had to be a good wife. I had to follow my faith. My husband was the lord of the household. I didn’t have any power.My slender daughter ladled the fish stew into her father’s bowl. She was dressed modestly, her face wrapped up in her flowery hijab. She had porcelain features, her cheeks pale white, her dark eyes demure and downcast.My husband, stroking his thick beard, stared at her with such hunger, his eyes flicking down her body. Her.