As your wife, I’ve reached my limit with your useless, limp dick. Your erectile dysfunction is a joke, and I’m done pretending it doesn’t matter. I crave a huge cock inside me, something you could never provide. From now on, you will pay me every single day so I can buy myself a real lover. And if you don’t comply, I’ll tell your friends that you’re impotent. I’ll send them pictures and videos of your pathetic, flaccid dick. You’ll be the laughing stock of everyone you know, and there’s nothing you can do about it. Get used to your new reality, loser.