Davidnance, in the throes of solo ecstasy, clutches his rigid cock. His gaze locked on the mirror, he watches as his hand works feverishly, pulling and twisting. The tension in his body mounts, and with a guttural groan, he erupts, paint-thick ropes of cum arcing through the air to splatter on his skin. His body shudders with each pulse, his hand never ceasing its relentless rhythm until he's spent and panting.