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Dark Elf's Solitary Symphony of Sin
In a dimly lit dungeon, a dark elf, Vals, finds solace in his own company, his body a masterpiece of muscle and sinew. His hands, calloused from years of wielding weapons, now explore his abs and arms, tracing the tattoos that adorn his skin. The sweet melody of his own voice fills the air as he sings softly, a stark contrast to the brutal world he inhabits. His cock, thick and veiny, throbs in response to his touch, and he strokes it slowly, building anticipation. Pre-cum beads at the tip, a testament to his growing arousal. He pushes his massive dick deep into his mouth, gagging slightly, before pulling back and spitting on it, using the saliva to lube his shaft. His rhythm increases, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he imagines his enemies at his mercy, their bodies trembling with fear and desire. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his cum splattering onto his abs, a dark elf's symphony of release.