Lock3, in a state of solitude, succumbs to his carnal desires, his hand wrapping around his rigid, uncut shaft. He works himself diligently, his grunts echoing in the empty room, his body tensing as he nears his climax. He pauses, his breath ragged, before giving in to the inevitable, his cock pulsing as he spills his load, his body shuddering with the force of his release.