In the throes of self-pleasure, a young man asks, "¿Quién quiere mi leche?" His hand wraps around his rigid cock, pumping vigorously. He's alone, but his imagination runs wild. He pictures a lover, their mouth, their cunt, hungry for his load. His strokes become more urgent, his body tense, ready to explode. He grunts, his cum spurting out, painting his skin. "Who wants my milk?" he asks again, a wicked smile playing on his lips.