When Goky, a master of fabric and thread, isn't busy crafting exquisite garments, he's busy crafting his own exquisite pleasure. Today, a visit from the captivating Saritacoketa has left him in a state of heightened arousal. Her presence, her scent, her every move, have ignited a fire within him that he can't ignore. As he sits at his sewing machine, he lets his hand wander, slipping beneath the waistband of his jeans to grasp his thick, veiny cock. He jerks himself off roughly, his need too great for gentleness. His face flushes, his body tenses, and with a guttural groan, he comes undone, his hot seed spilling over his hand and onto the floor.