Rico's desires are as unknown and mysterious as the deep sea, yet no less intense. He's a man of few words, his body language speaking volumes as he locks himself away, his cock already tenting his pants. He unzips, his massive, veiny cock springing free, his foreskin already glistening with lubrication. He leans back, his hand wrapping around his shaft, stroking it slowly, his eyes dark, his breath ragged. He's a man on the edge, his body convulsing as he comes, his cum shooting out in thick, creamy ropes, his body shuddering with the intensity of his release.