Since we got together we have always agreed that sex and love are not the same thing and we have had an open relationship as a result. You can see by ...ur pics that we enjoy having sex and watching each other have sex with other people. Relatively recently my lust for black dick has resurfaced. I was exposed to black cock when I was in high school and it wasn't until college that I dated a white guy, Dave. Throughout our relationship and marriage even after we started swinging together, I would. If I sat up and reached out I could touch her little cunt. Bet we're only four feet away from each other. She reaches under her leg and her fingers slide through her little cunt as she looks over at her granny, giving me and her some boost to the game. I see the wetness of her pussy dripping onto the vinyl cushion. Oh, I want to taste that!Lifting my magazine, I push down on my belt and the head of my cock is exposed to her. Granny knows nothing of our little dance. She pops the gum and stares. "Mmhmm... a spanking. Are you going to spank me, Daddy?" she said, playing along with the new game."Do you think you deserve one, you naughty girl?" Oh yes, Daddy! I deserve a hard spanking. I've been just awful!" she said, grinning like a Cheshire cat."Well then I guess I have to spank you," I said.I gave her right ass cheek a good smack and she moaned softly. I watched as a red handprint emerged on the pale flesh. Then I matched it with a swat to her other cheek and again she moaned. I could. After around ten metres, the tunnel opened into a small area large enough for me to stand and walk around. I shone my torch around, finding nothing particularly interesting. I was hoping to maybe find something someone had left behind a long time ago, some fascinating relic of the past, but there was nothing but moist rock. Despite my earlier belief, I suddenly felt the ground disappear as I began to fall. The torch slipped from my hands and was lost, so I could see nothing, but could feel.