Dark Manley, hidden away in the eaves, indulges in a private session of self-pleasure. His thick, uncut cock stands at attention, eager for his touch. He runs his hands along his shaft, feeling every vein, every ridge, before cupping his heavy balls. His strokes become more urgent, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. He imagines a partner, their hands, their mouth, their pussy, as he brings himself closer to the edge. With a final, shuddering groan, he comes, his cum painting the wooden floor in long, sticky ropes.