Awakening Behemoth

As the sun peeks through the window, a monstrous tent rises beneath the sheets. Unhurried, a large hand reaches down, wrapping around the thick base. The shaft throbs, veins pulsing as it's slowly stroked. A bead of pre-cum glistens at the tip, a teaser of the load building. The room fills with the symphony of skin on skin and soft moans, as the BBC engorges further, ready for release.

• solo
• bbc

• solo_-_masturbation