Wasim, alone and unabashed, gives in to his carnal cravings. His hand, slick with pre-cum, glides up and down his engorged shaft, the veins pulsing with need. He bites his lip, suppressing a moan as he quickens his pace, his ass clenching as he nears his climax. With a final, shuddering stroke, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as it coats his hand with his essence.