'Usual story, I guess – we felt we needed to spice our love lives up a little and, rather than doing things behind each other's backs, we'd be up fr...nt about it and see if we could find one or two other couples to have fun with.' 'More swapping than swinging?' 'For us, yes. We went to a swing club a few times but, although it was okay, we decided it was a bit too impersonal. We realised we liked doing it in front of each other – it felt safer and more cosy, somehow – so we tend to limit. After some time he pulled me up. He made me to hold the edges of cot with both hands and made to bend over my knees. He gave another hard slap to buttocks; I think my buttocks had his hand impression. He was behind me and he tried to insert in the buttock hole. I said, waha nahi hai, aur neeche hai, he gave another slap on my buttock and said tera chooth tho wo paad diya hai, tere gaand ko hi marna hai ab, kyun gaand marwayi nahi hai? I didn’t answer. Actually my husband never had done this. He. Within a couple of hours, she was confident of her ability at mind-speech and vision clouding.I told her that I was working on a version of TK armor which would make us invisible. Maybe, with her help, we could get it perfected in time to use on our trip to Greece. What I was trying to do was trap the light striking the armor from the back and display that light as a picture on the front of the armor. I had got it to work after a fashion, but I felt that it took too much personal attention for. " He laughed."You wore her out?" Amber almost spit her coffee laughing."Yeah, I ruined her pussy." He grabbed his bulge through the thin material drawing her eyes.She didn't believe it could really be that big but he had her curious again."You're terrible." She laughed stealing another glance at his growing bulge.Still intoxicated Amber was almost giddy, their conversation became laced with innuendo and dirty jokes. She told herself they were just having fun but when she found herself staring.