Aston and Martin have been particularly attentive today. They seem to sense the growing emptiness between my thighs that my husband's pathetic cock can no longer fill. The way they watch me with those intense eyes, their massive knots already swelling in anticipation... It's becoming harder to pretend this marriage satisfies me when all I can think about is being stretched and filled by something truly substantial. The quiet desperation of a well-dressed wife with a dripping cunt that craves more than human limitations can provide.