Fernando's Fountain of Flesh

Fernando, a man of few words, lets his body do the talking. He strips down to nothing, his cock already at full mast. He spreads his legs, giving himself ample room to work. His hand, slick with lube, grips his cock tightly, moving in a steady rhythm. His eyes roll back, his mouth opens in a silent 'O' as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he unleashes, his cum shooting out in thick, creamy strands, painting his body with his own, hot, sticky desire.

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