The scent of sandalwood and incense lingers in the air as a Telugu guy retreats to his sanctuary, a small, dimly lit room adorned with traditional artwork. Clad in a loose lungi, he lets it drop to the floor, his semi-erect cock bobbing free. He sits down, his back against the cool wall, his hand wrapped around his shaft. With a deep breath, he begins to stroke, his rhythm steady and sure. His other hand wanders, cupping his balls, teasing his perineum, before traveling up to tweak his hardening nipples. His moans grow louder, his strokes faster, his body tensing as he nears the edge. He bites his lip, his hand a blur as he pushes himself over, his hot cum spilling onto his hand and stomach.