Trevor's thick, veiny cock stands at attention, ready for action. He spits into his palm, lubing up his hand, and grips his shaft. His strokes are long and slow, savoring every inch. He leans back, eyes closed, letting the sensation build. His breathing becomes ragged, his strokes faster, more urgent. His body tenses, and with a low moan, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and stomach with his hot seed.