In the dim light of a secluded room, an unseen individual starts to caress their pulsating erection, the rhythmic motion creating a symphony of sensation. The air is thick with anticipation, the scent of sex hanging heavy. A stranger's hand joins theirs, wrapping around their cock, their touch confident and commanding. They work in tandem, their hands moving in sync, bringing them closer to the edge. The stranger's breath is hot on their neck, their voice a low whisper, "Come for me." They obey, their body convulsing as they spill their load, the stranger's hand milking every last drop.