For me it defers the eventual day of reckoning when the debts become too much. All the women know about Reshad. Most of their husbands go to the drink...ng club sometimes. Reshad is always there. The factory is like a village. Everybody knows everything about each other.Then it sinks in. The factory is like a village. We all live close to each other. We know everything about each other. They all know about Reshad and how difficult life is for me. All I have to do is ask. They could say no but. All along one wall was a wooden bench, and along the other wall, hardly more than an arm’s length away, were hooks for hanging up clothes and towels. The whole far end was a kind of open shower stall with a single broad showerhead and a drain in the wooden floor. The loud chugging of the generator just outside filled the place with noise, and by the time she opened the door, the hot water from the shower was filling the place with steam so that she could hardly see to the end. There was a lot. "Just do it, ' I demanded as I pushed my bottom down, impaling myself deeper onto his hard cock. Ty hesitated momentarily before acceding to my demand. He thrust hard, burying his six inches deep into my belly. "Mmmm ... that's what I need," I purred. Ty didn't need more coaxing. He got into our customary rhythm, fucking me vigorously.A minute or so into our coupling, Ty asked, "Is this a safe time of month, Pumpkin?"I was half way to orgasm when he asked. "Yeah ... yeah..." I chanted. "Keep. I then reach my hands up to your outer right thigh and undo your stocking, then your outer left thigh. Moving my hands hesitantly at first, between your thighs, I first undo the right inner hook, but before moving to the left, graze across your panties crotch, oh it is so wet,” Rick is getting into this story rather well.Emma moans out as she is almost to her peak. She is enjoying this. “I undo the final hook. Slowly I lower the first stocking and places it on the floor. Then the other. Your.