In the quiet of his Yamhill home, Horny in Yamhill lets his lust take over. He's alone, but his mind is filled with fantasies that have him rock hard in no time. His thick cock strains against his pants, demanding release. He obliges, pulling it out and wrapping his hand around it. He strokes it firmly, his grip tight, his rhythm steady. He can feel the pressure building, the pleasure intensifying. He moans, his body tense, his cock throbbing. And then, with a final stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing, his cum spilling over his hand and onto the floor. He's left panting, satisfied, his body spent.