Cumming Clean: His Hand, His Fantasy

Lost in his thoughts, he retreats to his private sanctuary. Closing the door, he lets his guard down, his hand finding its way into his pants. His cock twitches at the first touch, hungry for more. He pictures the girl next door, her laughter echoing in his mind as he strokes faster. The fantasy shifts, becoming darker, more intense. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he nears the edge, his hand working feverishly until he finally finds release, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.

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