Andrew's solo session is a symphony of sensation. He starts by teasing his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his groin. His hand travels down, rubbing his cock through his jeans until he can't take it anymore. He unzips, pulling out his thick, eager member. He strokes it slowly, then increases his pace, his grip tightening as he nears the point of no return. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently, adding another layer of sensation. The room is filled with the sound of his ragged breaths and the wet, slapping noise of his hand on his cock until he finally lets out a guttural groan, his body convulsing as he paints his chest with ropes of hot cum.