Doyle reaches for his ballsack, kneading the wiley flesh as he jerks his tool. His bulbous nads are pricked and tingly, nearly ready to burst. Doyle pulls on his hardened dick, as the head seems to zero in on its target. Abruptly his rocket shoots, clear across the bed, and onto the thirsty carpet below! Long splashes of jizz-paint tag the blanket, just past Doyle's furry underarm. His belly, the blanket, and his cock are soaked in a shower of spooge! As Doyle slowly glides his hand across his dick, the cum drops glitter between his fingers. His cockhead, like an angered serpent, looks back from his gaze. Now that's a weapon to be revered!