In the quiet of his empty home, a frustrated husband, Wifebanger1, finds solace in the familiar curves of his own body. His thick, veined cock throbs with need as he strokes it to full, aching hardness. He fantasizes about his wife, her touch, her moans, but today, it's just him and his eager hands. His breathing deepens, his grip tightens as he brings himself closer to the edge. The room fills with his grunts, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, and the scent of his musk. He's close, so damn close, but he holds back, teasing himself, drawing out his pleasure.