You notice that I always refer to the activity as sharing. We didn't consider ourselves to be swingers. Suk and I defined swinging as a high productio... fucking of another's wife or husband. There was little friendship, but rather the exploitation of each other's sex organs. That just wasn't us. Any one that we shared each other with was truly a friend and the sex between us seemed much more rewarding, the orgasms more intense. There was no love between the couples, but there were strong. Then again, she had accepted it because she wanted to believe it. “Mrs. Giordano, Belle,” she corrected herself, “I swear to you, I’m not, I mean I was never...”“Rachel, take a deep breath,” Belle said in a calm tone.“Belle, I swear, I’m not...” Rachel started to say after taking that breath, then paused as she realized that she was reacting defensively without any regard for whether she was speaking truthfully or not. She had never lied to the woman sitting across from her and she wasn’t about. Conductor asked for fare …“Bhai gareeb aurat hun.. ek paisa bhee nahi hai….” I said smilingly .In front of every one in bus I held my both ears and said ..“Galti ho gaee ….ab nahi hogi….”Hearing this ,smile returned on conductors face. While conductor collected fare I chatted with driver and told him that because of my health condition I did not travel by bus for some time . He understood and nodded . By the time bus reached school , conductor has started talking with me as before . He sat. He sat still and she did it again. Meri has always had really long nipples and she used them to good effect. Two of the girls were laughing so hard they had collapsed on the sofa. A couple more had an incredulous expression which said they couldn't believe how far we were going. The rest of us were cheering her on and laughing. No one said what it was the rest were doing to him, we left that to his imagination. Normally we would do something similar but with a finger or perhaps an object. This.