In the dimly lit room, the Spanish stud unzips his jeans, his engorged cock springing free. He watches the screen intently, his hand working his length with practiced ease. His eyes flicker between the action on the screen and his own reflection, his body undulating with each stroke. The room fills with the scent of his musk, his grunts of pleasure mingling with the sounds of the moaning woman on the screen. As his orgasm approaches, his grip tightens, his hand a blur as he chases his release.