In the quiet solitude of his room, Walonko gives in to his carnal urges, his body aching for release. He strips naked, his hard cock standing at attention, as he begins to touch himself. His fingers trace the length of his shaft, teasing the sensitive head, before moving lower to cup his balls. He imagines the feel of a lover's mouth on him, the sensation of tight, wet heat enveloping him. His strokes become faster, more insistent, as he chases his climax, his body tensing, his breath coming in short gasps. With a final cry, he comes, his cock pulsing as he paints the room with his spend.