(mh=vj7dLQR-OXQXb6rq)0.jpg)
In the dim light, a hulking figure lies back, his powerful chest rising and falling with each breath. "Shh, just lay on my chest, baby..." he whispers, his voice a low rumble. His hand slowly strokes his hardening cock, the sound of his palm meeting flesh barely audible. Lost in his own world, he doesn't notice the door creaking open. Caught in the act, he freezes, but the intrusion only makes his cock throb harder.