The room is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of sandalwood and sweat. A mature Indian man, his body a canvas of dark hair and tattoos, sits back on the bed, his uncut cock standing at attention. He starts slow, teasing the shaft, the head of his lund peeking out from its foreskin home. His strokes become more urgent, his breath ragged, as he chases the release he seeks, the room echoing with his guttural moans.