In the quiet of his cafe, a mature Portuguese man, the owner, satisfies his urges. His thick, veiny cock in hand, he strokes slowly, feeling every ridge and vein. The silence is broken only by his heavy breathing and the soft squelch of his palm against his slick shaft. He leans back, his meaty ass pressing into the cool leather of his office chair, and picks up the pace. His grunts grow louder as he nears his climax, his balls tightening. With a final, powerful stroke, he groans, his hot, creamy load erupting onto his hand and splattering his belly.