The mechanic's uniform clings to his sweaty, muscular form as he bends over the engine, his massive cock straining against the fabric. He feels its throb, a primal call he can't ignore. Slipping a hand inside, he grips his thick shaft, feeling the pulse of desire. The tight space of the car's interior only amplifies his need, as he strokes faster, the sound of his hand moving over his slick skin echoing in the confined space. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his moans muffled by the hood of the car. With a final, shuddering groan, he spills his load, the warm fluid dripping onto the engine block.