Jalxherr's 'Jalx' finds solace in his solitude, his mind wandering to taboo thoughts as he strips down to his boxers. His cock tents the flimsy fabric, demanding attention. He obliges, pulling it out and stroking it roughly, his big hand barely able to wrap around the thickness. He picks up speed, his body tensing, until he's groaning, his cum shooting out in thick ropes, coating his hand and the bedsheets. He takes a moment to catch his breath before cleaning up, ready to continue his day, sated and rejuvenated.