Brice with Pocket Pussy

Brice has shot a couple of videos for us already—each one a knockout. He's reviewed them, a smug grin lighting his face at the sight of his own handiwork. Just the other day, he crossed paths with a woman who clocked him from his on-screen exploits. Sparks flew fast; they tumbled into bed for a wild, sweat-soaked night. The allure of bedding a real-deal porn star sealed it for her. Come morning, she pressed him on his next shoot. So, darling, this one's yours. Brice knows the drill inside out. He peels off his clothes in a rush, wraps his fist around his shaft, and strokes until it throbs rigid. He grabs the plastic pussy, eases it over his cock, and thrusts deep—slow at first, then with building hunger. Those ribbed walls grip him tight, rubbery ridges sending jolts of bliss racing up his spine. Craving more, he teases his asshole with probing fingers and grazes his balls with feather-light touches. It's a sight to stir the blood: his swollen cockhead emerging from the tube's mouth, plunging back in, a relentless mole breaching its tunnel in frantic bids for freedom. He works himself to the edge alone, cheeks flushing crimson from the raw pump of his hand. At last, he erupts, cum spilling in thick ropes, leaving him spent yet glowing with the quiet triumph of another flawless solo act.