Outdoor Biker Boner Cum

He was cycling along that path, his thighs rubbing against his bulge every time he pumped his legs, sweat dripping and muscles working, the firm plastic seat pressed hard against his balls. He felt the taut tingle of his shorts rubbing against his swelling naked cockhead, his whole massive length thickening till it bulged obscenely all the way to his left hip. He had to pull over to the side and pull it out, feel it fill his fists and jerk and jerk, so he tastes the salt of sperm on his finger.