The Mayor, a man accustomed to command, finds himself under the spell of his own desires. He slips off his briefs, his cock springing free, already rigid with need. He takes it in his hand, stroking from base to tip, his grip firm and confident. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently, sending shivers of pleasure up his spine. He leans back, his eyes closed, his body arching slightly as he pleasures himself, his moans filling the room, his body tensing as he nears his climax, his cock pulsing as he comes undone in his own hands.