David-Amy's wife is away, leaving him alone with his throbbing desire. He retreats to their bedroom, the scent of her lingering on the pillows. With a hungry groan, he pulls out his thick, veiny cock, stroking it slowly, imagining her soft hands and warm mouth. His breathing deepens as he picks up the pace, the sound of his hand working his dick filling the room. Pre-cum glistens at the tip, and he can't help but moan her name, wishing she were there to taste him.