Mst Srite, muscular and taut, paces nervously as Pacific Girl's camera captures his every move. His cock, already stiff, tents his pants, throbbing with anticipation. The room is filled with the scent of his pre-cum, a testament to his arousal. He runs his hands through his hair, trying to distract himself from the ache in his balls. Every second feels like an eternity as he waits for his cue, his body trembling with the effort to maintain his hardness.