Tamod, the jacking master, returns for another solo session, his hand working miracles on his stiff, veiny cock. He jerks off furiously, his fist a blur, his body tense with anticipation. His moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as he nears his climax. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as it spews rope after rope of thick, white cum. Tamod's hand, slick with his own juices, continues to stroke, drawing out every last spurt, leaving him panting and spent.