Mutley's cock aches for relief as he sits in gridlocked traffic, his hand instinctively reaching down to unzip his pants. He wants pussy, but for now, his own hand will have to do. He begins to stroke, his grip tight and rhythmic, his pace quickening as the car inches forward. He imagines the tight, wet cunt he craves, his balls drawing up as he nears his orgasm. With a groan, he spills his load onto the floor, his cock pulsing with satisfaction as he continues to drive, his secret safe in the confines of his car.