Peter's Exhibitionist Masturbation

Peter, a man of nature and of flesh, finds himself in a private outdoor haven, his clothes discarded in a heap. His hand, rough from years of manual labor, grips his throbbing cock, guiding it expertly. He closes his eyes, imagining the touch of his lover, her soft hands, her wet mouth. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his breath coming in short gasps. The birds sing around him, nature's symphony a stark contrast to the dirty, carnal thoughts consuming his mind. He grunts, his body tensing as he releases, his seed painting the grass in white streaks.

• naked
• solo

• solo_-_masturbation