Craving the forbidden fruit of his own creation, the butcher, clad in his blood-stained apron, can't resist the allure of his own wares. He locks the shop door, the dim lights casting sinister shadows as he unzips his pants, unleashing his massive, throbbing cock. Greedily, he devours his own creation, smearing raw, juicy meat across his engorged member, the primal scent of fresh kill mingling with his own musk. He grunts, lost in his carnal feast, his body tensing as he nears the edge, before unleashing a torrent of hot, sticky cum onto the cold, hard floor.