Curmudgeon691 indulges in a private moment, his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. He strokes slowly, building a rhythm that sets his body alight. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, the wet slap of skin on skin, the ragged breaths that escape his lips. He's lost in the moment, his body tense as he nears the edge. With a final, shuddering stroke, he bursts, his cock pulsing as it coats his belly in a glistening web of cum.