In the quiet of his office, a chubby black man, Steaksauce, can't resist the temptation. He locks the door, the click echoing his decision. His pants drop to the floor, revealing his big, round ass. He spits into his palm, lubing up his thick, dark cock. His strokes are slow, deliberate, his eyes closed, imagining the touch of a lover. The sound of his hand meeting his flesh fills the room, his breathing growing heavier. He pictures a tight, wet hole, his cock throbbing at the thought. His strokes quicken, his body tensing as he nears the edge.