I went in and thankfully it was near empty, so in the darkness of the seedy and no doubt sperm encrusted seats where I sat, took of my panties and use... my new vibrator, noting a man in front a few rows ahead, was doing the same, as his shoulder could not hide the fact he was jacking off, not realising there was a bare-assed girl behind him gagging for cock.I came out and it was getting dark, once my waves of orgasmic bliss had past I felt sleepy and decided best to go before the end, and avoid. Whilst I wasn't in any way paralysed, I lost much of the sensation in my genitalia and could only attain a partial erection.Fortunately, we learned how to use our hands, tongues and mouths in very pleasurable ways. Marie had many an orgasm as I lapped and nibbled her slippery folds. That sometimes elusive g-spot became a much explored area. She would clutch at the bedsheets, cushions or carpets as I thoroughly enjoyed myself. My brain, in its own way, made up for some of the sensations I used. She was wearing dark blue bra and matching boxer panties. When she tried the blouse it was very fit to her. The hook of the blouse is at behind, so she still need my help to put it on. She yell from inside the room to the tailor that the blouse it too tight. The tailor asked her to come out so easy to see the blouse. Me: How can she come out like that? How if someone sees?Tailor: No worries sir. I will lock the shop door, so no one will come in.My wife took courage and tell ok for it. She was. She did doze off briefly after slidinginto her covers, but within an hour she was up staring at her slave'simage on her cell phone while toying with the fiendish remote for the plugplanted deep in my ass and marveling each time her adjustments made mybody jerk in response.So often over the past many years we had known each other, she had dreamedabout the reality of truly owning and completely controlling anotherhumanbeing. Granted that I was only in the infant stage of what wouldeventually.