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anticipation builds as the jakol waits for Yaya to leave, his cock aching with anticipation. He can't help but indulge in a quick solo session, his hand working his thick, eager cock with purpose. The tight grip and steady rhythm send waves of pleasure through him, his breathing becoming ragged as he edges closer to release. Just as he's about to explode, he hears Yaya's footsteps approaching, forcing him to quickly clean up and compose himself, leaving him with a lingering sense of unsatisfied desire.