Under the Covers, Woodall29's Fleshly Ritual

In the quiet of the night, Woodall29, the burly, inked man, succumbs to his carnal desires. The cool sheets do little to dampen the heat radiating from his body as he slips a hand beneath the covers. His thick, veiny cock stands at attention, twitching with anticipation. He wraps his calloused fingers around his shaft, a low growl escaping his lips as he begins to pump. His strokes are steady, his grip firm, his mind filled with lurid images. The room fills with the sound of his wet, slapping flesh, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His body tenses, his abs clenching as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he paints his torso with his creamy seed.

• cock
• masturbation
• solo

• solo_-_masturbation