Marco, a native of Lecce, lies back, his hand expertly working his stiff member. He's mastered the art of no-hands masturbation, his hips bucking as he grinds his cock against his palm. The room fills with the scent of his musk, the sound of his wet, slapping flesh echoing off the walls. His body tenses, his abs clench, and he releases a powerful jet of cum, painting his torso with his creamy essence. He smirks, satisfied with his solo performance.