"No Puede Ser Estoy Solo..... Me Voy A Masturbar Para No Aburrirme," Kotonoja mutters to himself, his voice filled with resignation. He closes his eyes, his hand wrapping around his stiffening cock. He imagines a forbidden scene, his mind filling with taboo images. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his body tensing as he chases his climax. With a low groan, he finds his release, his body relaxing as he floats back down to reality.