In the sultry heat of Montevideo, Manueluruguay takes matters into his own hands, literally. His thick, uncut verga stands at attention, begging for release. He lubes up, gripping his shaft tightly, and begins a rhythmic dance of pleasure. His body tenses, and with a final, shuddering gasp, he milks his pulsating pija, painting his sweat-slicked body with his warm, milky leche.