Tirardi, alone in his private sanctuary, indulges in his carnal desires, his hand wrapped tightly around his throbbing cock. The room echoes with his ragged breaths, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as he pumps furiously. His free hand explores his body, pinching and tugging at his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his groin. His eyes roll back as he feels the familiar tingle at the base of his spine, his body tensing as he lets out a guttural moan, his hot seed spilling out, coating his hand and cock in sticky slickness.