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In the quiet of his room, Haciéndome grapples with his desires. Who wouldn't want a taste of his forbidden fruit? Yet, he's powerless to resist the urge to pleasure himself. His hand wraps around his pulsating cock, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. He's a slave to his own needs, lost in the rhythm of his self-love, his body tensing as he nears his climax.