In the quiet of his study, Esamus' silver-haired patriarch unbuttons his shirt, revealing a hairy, weathered chest. His eyes locked on a hidden photo, he frees his substantial, veiny cock. The old man's thick, meaty dick pulses in his gnarled hand as he strokes, pre-cum leaking from the tip. His breaths deepen, chest heaving, as he fondles his heavy balls. The room fills with his grunts and the slick sounds of skin on skin.