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In the confines of his small, cluttered room, the desi teen finds solace in the rhythmic dance of his hand along his length. His eyes flutter closed, his mind painting vivid images of his classmate's curves, her lips, her taste. His strokes become more urgent, his grip tighter. He can almost feel her wet, eager mouth around him, her tongue swirling, her throat contracting as she takes him deep. His heart races, his breaths come in short gasps, and his body tenses in anticipation. With a final, hard thrust into his fist, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he spills his load onto the worn carpet beneath him.