Cdog76, always the opportunist, seizes a brief window alone to indulge in a swift yank. His calloused hands, rough from years of labor, grip his throbbing cock with practiced ease. He pumps furiously, his mind filled with vivid images of his latest conquest. His body tenses, his back arching as he nears his release. With a guttural groan, he cums, his hot seed painting his toned stomach, the evidence of his quick, satisfying interlude.