I think I married her for this very submissive nature.It’s the power of it all that gets me the most high, her simple submission to my desire is so ...hot to me. I’ve trained her well. Unzipping my jeans and pulling my boxers down below my balls, I lay down with my dick in her face and she gets to work. Bobbing that head up and down to get me hard, sucking hard to pull the blood to my cock. She does all the work for the first few minutes until I’m ready for the main event, the face-Fuck. I look. ...smiling she whispers wanne watch me come? YES!! almost yelling...I replied...Slowly she opened her legs as wide as possible so that I could see ever detail of what she was doing....READY? she asked loudlyyes I whispered back..With a slow movement her hand flowed over her night shirt exposing her rock hard pokers....slipping down to her belly moving down to her panty less bottoms.My cock rock hard begging to be touched..taking my hand down stroking it slowly feeling my pre-cum oozing out of. We ordered an expensive bottle of wine, and all during dinner, she would rub my cock through my pants with her foot or hand. She flirted with me all night with her beautiful eyes and kept teasing me about what she would do to me later. The wine was nearly finished by the time we finished dinner (mostly by Michelle; I tried to stay away for a reason). After I paid the bill, we grabbed a cab to return to my hotel room for a night of pleasure.We returned to my hotel and took the elevator up. As she looked at Iris, she felt better about her own appearance. Iris had pale skin and clearly not spent any time in the sun. Her breasts were large and the nipples hung down almost to her navel. She had small love handles above her hips and heavy thighs, but her ass was perfectly shaped and her pussy was shaved completely smooth. Gary had a slighter build than she first thought. He wasn’t nearly as muscular as Paul and had a slight farmer’s tan on his arms and neck, but what caught her eye.