In the dimly lit office, Keumgay's client leans in, eyes locked on the French stud's bulge. "What do you want in return?" the client asks, voice low. The hunk smirks, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a chiseled torso. "I think you know," he says, palming his massive, hardening cock through his slacks. The client swallows, then tentatively reaches out, stroking the thick shaft. The stud's breath hitches as the client's firm grip works his length, thumb brushing over the prominent head. He unzips, letting his heavy balls spill out, guiding the client's hand to cup them. The room fills with the wet sounds of their encounter, the client's expert strokes bringing the stud closer to the edge.