Ezequiel: Solo Ecstasy

In the dim glow of his room, Ezequiel finds solace in solitude, his hand the only companion he needs. His breath deepens as he begins to stroke, his cock swelling with anticipation. Each pull is a symphony of sensation, his grip tight, rhythm steady. His body responds, muscles tensing, hips bucking slightly. His mind races with vivid fantasies, fueling his desire. The room fills with his heavy breaths, the wet sound of his pleasure echoing as he nears climax. With a final, intense stroke, he finds release, his body shuddering with satisfaction.

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