Pajazo, alone in his sanctum, begins his nightly ritual. He strips off his clothes, his cock already half-hard in anticipation. He sits back, his hand wrapping around his shaft, and starts to stroke. His mind fills with vivid images, his body responding to his fantasy. He picks up speed, his balls tightening as he nears his peak. With a final, intense stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing as it spills his hot, creamy load onto his stomach, leaving him breathless and spent.