The shower's pulsating rhythm echoes Jizzy McBone's own heartbeat, pounding in his chest as he gives in to his desires. His big, veiny cock throbs in his hand, the sensation of the water and his own roughness driving him wild. He's a young god, carved from marble, worshiping at the altar of his own pleasure. With a final, shuddering stroke, he unleashes his load, the creamy strands blending with the water as they swirl down the drain.