In the dim moonlight, George DonkeyKock, alone and horny, begins his nightly ritual. His massive cock, already hard, tents his boxers. Stroking it through the fabric, he lets out a low groan, imagining the tight, wet pussy he craves. He strips, his body glistening with sweat, and wraps a fist around his thick shaft. Slow and steady, he jerks off, his balls tightening as he nears climax. His strokes quicken, his breath ragged, and with a final grunt, he spills his load, painting the room with his hot, sticky cum.