Isaac, a chiseled negro god, sprawls on his bed, his thick, uncut cock twitching with anticipation. He runs a hand over his smooth, dark skin, feeling the pulse of his desire. His eyes flutter closed as he begins to stroke, his grip tight, his rhythm steady. His body responds, his muscles tensing, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He's lost in his fantasy, his cock slick with pre-cum, ready to burst with his pent-up lust.