Pablon6661, alone in his cell, finds solace in self-pleasure. The harsh fluorescent light casts long shadows as he strips, his hand wrapping around his stiff cock. The cold, hard cot presses against his back as he strokes, the sound of his hand moving up and down the length of his shaft echoing in the empty cell. His breath grows ragged, his body tense with anticipation as he nears release.