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Spider-Man's Web of Desire: Solo Cum4K
In a cramped, cluttered dressing room, Spidy, our lanky, masked hero, struggles with his costume. The clingy spandex reveals every line of his body, leaving little to the imagination. Frustrated, he strips off his mask, running a hand through his sweat-dampened hair. His eyes catch sight of his reflection, and a naughty idea sparks. He strokes his growing bulge, feeling the heat through the thin fabric. His cock throbs, straining against the material, eager for release. With a wicked grin, he frees it, his big, uncut cock springing forth. He jerks it fiercely, his gloved hand a blur, the sound of wet flesh filling the room. His other hand reaches down, playing with his balls, rolling them roughly. His body tenses, his abs contracting as he nears his peak. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, cum shooting from his cock in thick, creamy strands, coating his hand and the floor, a superhero's messy aftermath.