Solitary Bliss Unveiled

In the throes of self-love, a man loses himself in the rhythm of his own touch. His cock, hard and eager, responds to his firm grip, his thumb circling the sensitive head. He leans back, eyes closed, imagining the touch of a lover as he brings himself closer to the edge. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a final, powerful stroke, he spills his seed, his body shuddering with the force of his release.

• mast
• moi
• soloboy
• queue

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