Soon the thumping increased when Armaan reached his orgasm. And then the unexpected happened.Siddharth banged the door, “What is happening inside? W...hat are you guys doing?” Both were in state of despair, not knowing what to do now. Armaan ran to the washroom.Siddharth was literally banging the door. Shanaya popped her top hurriedly and wrapped her towel. She went to open the door.“What were you doing inside?” He asked, noticing her from top to bottom.“Umm..Nothing. I was sleeping.” She spoke. It distressed him to think about that, so he pushed it far from his mind right now.Her perfect baby soft skin fairly glowed in the dim light and he moved closer to sit on the edge of the bed. Many times he'd wished she wouldn't wake up when he came to her, so he could simply do whatever he wanted, but she inevitably did. He ran a callused hand over her satiny hip and down a tender thigh.Kathy jumped and moaned, turning sleepily onto her back. "Daddy?" Yes, baby," he whispered, letting his hands. 5 foot 8, long auburn hair and tits that looked like they were trying to escape whatever top she chose to wear. She was demure and a very submissive wife. I had a few wicked fantasies about that lady when K and I first got together. In any case, nothing ever happened so who cares. Her father was very domineering, he had some mental illness, an anxiety condition for sure, and he ran the house. Her parents were both very religious. K said growing up they would take her to prayer sessions where. Yes, as I expected, it was a small cabin under attack by a band of Indians. Because of the distance and the dust kicked up by the running horses, I really could not tell how many Indians were involved, but it certainly looked like too many for the people in the house to withstand indefinitely.The land around the cabin was pretty clear, so I was going to have some trouble finding cover close enough to do any real good. There were enough Comanches down there to give anybody pause, and I wasn't.