Solo Cumshot: Watch Me Finish By Myself

So I finally got that solo cumshot out of the way last night, you know me, needed the release so bad after weeks of nothing. I’m lying there on my bed, phone propped up, and honestly just the thought of you knowing about it is getting me hard, my hand working slow and deliberate up and down my cock, feeling every ridge, that familiar weight in my palm. Fuck. I started thinking about her, the way she looked at me with those big tits bouncing while she rode me cowgirl, the way she grabbed my wrists and pushed them down, so dominant. My breathing went ragged, and I could feel that deep, rising tightness in my balls, so I squeezed the base, dragging it out. My mind just snapped to that memory of her deepthroating me, that gagging sound, and I couldn’t hold it. Fuck, my whole body clenched and I just fucking erupted, hot thick ropes arcing right over my own hip, my stomach, my hand still milking every last drop. I just flopped back, completely wrecked and dumbfounded that a little British bird and a German lass had reduced me to this.