.Leaving the store on Wednesday, Carrie was faced with an all too familiar problem. I'm barely getting by," Carrie thought. If I want to pay my rent, ... had better wait to buy that stuff to soak my feet in until payday.But, by the next day, her feet were worse. By Thursday, she was limping badly from the pain. Checking the amount of money she had left—she realized she had barely enough to purchase a half gallon of milk, and a TV dinner. Well... , tomorrow's payday, she thought.Limping out. I looked down to see a little red on my cock where it had ripped him a little. Tore him a new asshole. "Please honey...it's not what you think it is...Harold's wife has stomach cramps and I'm just taking care of him just this once." I told her that i had just talked to Gina, Harold's wife and she didn't know where he was, "She sure didn't sound like she was having stomach cramps then." I started to really dig my cock in Harold's ass. The ribs from the "condom" was really tearing his insides up.. Unhone kaha :- jo bhi tumhare bich mein aaye usse utar do….pucho mat bas karte raho jo tumhe karna hain…….maine itna sunte hi unki panty utar di aur ab unki jhaanton bhari gulabi chut mere aankon ke samne thi.main unki chut par haath pehrne laga…..aur wo kisi machli ki tarah tarapne lagi aur siskiyaan bharne lagi…..ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh nitin yeh kya kar rahe ho….bahut maza aa raha hain….thoda teez -2 karo na…..ab maine unki chut ko do ungliyon se khola aur usme aapni jeeb daal di…..waah kya. He could see very clearly now, that my crotch was totally soaked. He pointed at my wet spot and said, “what about that, how did that happen”? I shrugged my shoulders and said it was nothing. He asked if I was that wet from foreplay, or did I have sex with him. I shrugged and giggled. My husband moved down the bed and got his face close to my wet panties. I grabbed both of his hands and said, “I don’t think that you really want to go there”.He moved back up and whispered in my ear, "I really do.