Fcesare, in all his uncut glory, rises, his colossal cock standing at attention, veins pulsing with desire. He grips his meat, feeling the weight of his heavy balls, and begins to stroke, his hand barely able to wrap around his girth. He pictures a woman's lithe body, her mouthwatering curves, and her hungry gaze as he feeds her his massive cock, inch by inch, until she's filled to the brim with his flesh-sword.