A thick, veiny cock stirs under the sheets, twitching with anticipation. The man, his body still warm from sleep, wraps a firm hand around his morning glory, giving it a gentle squeeze. His hand moves in long, slow strokes, his grip tightening as he picks up pace. The room is filled with the scent of musk and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, his moans growing louder as he chases his morning climax.