I recently learned from my husband that, during his drives back from work trips lasting a couple of hours, he plays videos of me pleasuring myself or recordings of our sexual encounters, such as me performing oral sex on him, through the car speakers. He connects his phone to a holder that clicks into the air vent, enabling him to quickly glance at the videos while driving, similar to checking a map. However, he primarily savors the audio—the sounds of me touching my slick folds, our lustful intercourse, or my gagging on his shaft. He confessed to rubbing his hard cock through his pants and edging himself before reaching me. This revelation sent shivers down my spine and sparked an insatiable desire. I can’t stop creating new videos to fulfill his aural and visual cravings.
