Mailman033, in his uniform, can't resist the temptation of his own company. He locks the door, unzips, and whips out his monster cock. He's a man on a mission, his hand working his shaft with purpose. He's rock hard, his veins pulsing, his body tensing as he nears his climax. He grunts, his abs clenching, as he spills his load, the cum shooting out in thick ropes, coating his hand and the floor. He looks spent, satisfied, as he licks his fingers clean.