Joe Monti, in a private moment, indulges in a solo session. He's naked, his large, stiff cock standing proud against his tanned skin. He strokes it slowly, his eyes closed, lost in thought. His hand moves faster, his breathing shallow. He reaches down, cupping his balls, squeezing them gently. His strokes become more urgent, his hips bucking slightly. He's close. With a final, guttural groan, he comes, his semen spilling over his hand and onto the floor.