Cody Cummings sits on a chair, gripping his thick cock while his hairy chest glistens under the light, fingers already working his tight asshole. The dark hair on his legs brushes the edge of the seat as he leans forward, his knuckles slick with precome, the head of his dick already flushed dark. His muscles ripple with every thrust of his fingers, the chair creaking as he drives them deeper, his breath ragged and unfiltered.
