Mashaahlla's Haunting Masturbation

In the throes of desire, Hai finds solace in his secret ritual, his hand working his rigid cock with practiced urgency. The room fills with his ragged breaths and the slick sound of his pleasure. Unbeknownst to him, Mashaahlla, drawn by his quiet moans, watches from the doorway, her heart pounding. She steps closer, her voice barely audible, "Let me." Hai turns, his eyes widening, but he doesn't resist as she takes over, her touch gentle yet firm, bringing him to the brink of ecstasy.

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