I7bernard, in the throes of a heated afternoon, presents Sessão da Tarde #22. The solo boy, his cock already hardened, strokes his thick piroca with a hunger that's palpable. The room's warm, the sun casting a golden glow, as he rubs his length, his motions steady and confident. He's got his eyes closed, lost in his own world, his hand working his shaft with expert precision. The sound of his pleasure-filled grunts fills the room, mingling with the sounds of skin on skin.