David-Amy's wife, an eager voyeur, positions her camera lens to capture her husband's intimate, solo ritual. He stands tall, his cock already half-hard, knowing her eyes are on him. He starts slow, running his hand up and down his length, feeling the familiar ridge and smooth skin. His wife's voice, a sweet whisper, guides him, telling him how good he looks, how much she loves watching him. He picks up speed, his strokes more aggressive, his breath coming in short gasps. His body tenses, and with a final stroke, he releases, his cum shooting out, painting the sheets below.