In the dim glow of the parking lot, DoctorK indulges in a private moment, his hand wrapped around his enormous cock. He strokes slowly, eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. Unaware of the hidden eyes watching, he picks up the pace, his grip tight, his breath heavy. Pre-cum glistens at the tip as he works himself harder, his body tensing with each stroke. The car rocks gently with his rhythm, the sound of his pleasure echoing in the empty lot.