Nazotinpo's uncut, half-hard cock twitches and grows under his feverish touch, the sensitive foreskin sliding back and forth over the sensitive glans. His other hand teases his smooth, hairless balls, rolling them gently as his breath hitches in his throat. He imagines his cock sliding into a tight, wet pussy, the velvety walls clamping down around him as he pistons in and out. His strokes grow faster, more urgent, and with a low moan, he comes, his cum erupting from his cock, coating his hand and stomach with thick, creamy ropes.