The Master's Lonesome Dick

In the dimly lit room, a mysterious figure, known only as the Master, stands alone. His eyes fixed on the throbbing member in his hand, he begins to stroke. The room fills with the sound of his wet, eager grip, the only accompaniment to his rasping breaths. His body tenses as he nears the edge, his mind filled with taboo fantasies. Suddenly, he pauses, his eyes darting to the door, fearing discovery. But the moment passes, and he returns to his rhythm, chasing the release he so desperately craves.

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