Corey Dawson solo

Corey Dawson sits on the edge of the bed, his dark hair framing glasses that reflect the light, fingers tracing his smooth, slim chest before sliding lower to grip his erect cock. The striped sheets stretch taut beneath him as he shifts, legs parting to let his hand drift between them, fingers brushing his thigh before settling on his ass. On his back, he arches slightly, the weight of his palm pressing into his groin as the camera lingers on the thick, rigid length between his legs.