Cum for Me, Solo

In the dimly lit room, Smoggey's solo artist strokes his rigid cock, the scent of precum filling the air. His breath hitches as he grips his shaft, the veins pulsing with desire. His eyes roll back, lost in the tactile pleasure, as he jerks faster, the sound of skin on skin echoing in the silence. His body tenses, and with a guttural groan, he releases, thick ropes of cum coating his hand and abdomen.

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