It was true that Phil hated Mina and that he would never get tired of letting her know, but that body of hers? It was a piece of art, and despite the deep love he had for his wife, he couldn't resist it, no matter how much he tried. Also, the Undisputed WWE Champion couldn't help but be proud, seeing that she still carried the marks he left on her. He wanted to make it his, and his alone. "Underwear?" The Chicago native asked, instinctively smacking one of her breasts, then grabbing her throat again. "Who the fuck told you you could wear underwear?" He growled, turning her around, choking her with an arm while pressing his chest hard against her back. "You need to be punished." He whispered, forcing her on her knees once again to shove his cock back into her throat, fully taking control now, fucking her mouth relentlessly for several seconds, treating her like her sex toy before placing his cock between her tits, fucking them while his eyes were locked with hers. "Bend over, show me how bad you want this."