Horny Mash knows no shame in his solo pleasures. In the dim light of his room, he explores every inch of his body, his touch firm and knowing. He grips his cock, feeling its weight, its heat. His eyes flutter closed as he strokes, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. He's a man on a mission, chasing his release. His other hand joins the fray, squeezing his balls, pressing against his taint, teasing his asshole. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his strokes become frantic. With a guttural groan, he comes, his cum pulsing out, coating his hand, his stomach, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.