Description ▼
Stripped down and already hard, he wraps his fist around his cock and strokes with slow, deliberate pulls while his eyes stay locked straight ahead on you. His thick muscular frame flexes with every pass of his hand, stomach tightening as the rhythm builds from lazy to urgent. Bare feet pressed flat to the floor, hips rocking forward into his grip, he works himself with the kind of focus that makes your own hand move without thinking. His jaw goes slack right before he finishes, cock pulsing through the last few strokes until he unloads across his stomach.
