Eduardo, in the throes of desire, takes matters into his own hands. His cock, hard and aching, demands attention. He wraps his fist around it, feeling the veins pulse with need. His strokes are long and steady, his grip tight. The room fills with the sound of his flesh slapping against flesh, his moans echoing off the walls. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a final, forceful stroke, he comes undone, his cum shooting onto his stomach, marking his solo conquest.