Tonyeldony's engorged cock stands at attention, dripping with anticipation. He runs his hands along its length, feeling the slickness that coats it. With a mischievous grin, he begins to play, his fingers dancing over the sensitive head, spreading the wetness. His strokes become more deliberate, more intense, as he builds towards his release. The room fills with the sound of wet flesh slapping against flesh, his grunts of pleasure echoing as he brings himself closer to the edge.