Doralli's monster cock pulses with need, demanding satisfaction. He sprawls on the bed, his hand a blur as it works his length. His hips buck, driving his cock through his fist, his pleasure mounting. His grunts echo in the room as he loses himself in the sensation, his body tensing. With a roar, he comes undone, his cock spewing rope after rope of hot cum, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. The room is filled with the scent of sex, Doralli's chest heaving as he comes down from his high, his cock glistening and spent.