Rashid Khan, alone in his room, succumbs to temptation. His hand wraps around his hardening cock, stroking it to full length. He leans back, eyes closed, as he pleasures himself, the sound of his hand moving against his flesh filling the room. His breath hitches, body tensing as he brings himself to the edge, then finally, with a low groan, he comes undone, his release painting his hand and abdomen.