I saw something on the map that took me completely by surprise. My dad had always been a massive John Wayne fan. He'd made me watch all his Westerns ...ver and over again while I was growing up. "Get yourself to Monument Valley," he'd said, before I left for the airport. "Take loads of photographs for me and make your dad jealous." After he'd positively raved for half an hour about the possibility of me going there, I hadn't really thought any more about it. I knew Monument Valley was in the. ” Again a loud thwack on her left as cheek & this time even louder scream. I kept on hammering her ignoring her cries. She was crying with pain. After about 50 whacks I stopped. Her as was as red as cherry. I thought of relieving her of some pain & I started licking her ass. She went mad on this and started saying “ It feels so good master plz don’t stop. Yes, yes. Don’t stop master.”All this while her tits were juggling like lemons just about to fall from tree. I began pressing her boobs. She. And it seemed to me that the consequences of my actions were straining at Stephen’s trouser fabric beneath my fluttering fingers. Now most days I would happily have withdrawn my fingers, apologised for my inadvertent error and enjoyed the journey safe in the knowledge that I was going to snack on Stephen’s lunchbox as soon as I’d dragged him through my front door, but today I seemed to be stuffed to the brimful with mischievous devils whispering inappropriate advice into my far too receptive. ”Never once in our marriage had my wife been the sexually aggressive one. She could be passionate, but she always needed me to get things going with romance, kissing, and petting. Today, she rushed me, pressing those wonderful tits right into my face.She was so different. Alice had always been uptight, and there were so many things we've never done. Maybe we could do them.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AliceEverything was so wonderful now. I was beautiful and sexy, just the way Frank wanted me to.