Thick arms flexing as the Brazilian strokes his cock with slow, deliberate strokes, his dark eyes locked on the camera. Muscles ripple across his chest and shoulders, his breath quickening with each tug. The studio door casts a long shadow behind him, his grip tightening on the armrest as his hips lift slightly off the chair. A bead of sweat rolls down his temple, his jaw clenching before he speeds up the motion, cock glistening under the studio lights. His free hand suddenly shifts to grip his shaft tighter, his thighs trembling as he fights to hold back.
