Jessie Colter jerks off dick

Jessie Colter grips his own cock hard enough to make his knuckles whiten, his dark hair falling forward as he leans against the couch’s edge, muscles flexing under the low light. The tattoos on his arms ripple with each jerk, his breath shallow as he stares down at the thick shaft in his hand, fingers slick with pre-cum. Stretching out on the couch, he arches his back just enough to expose the tight hole between his legs, the air thick with the sound of his own grip sliding over wet skin.