License to Masturbate

Bond, in his tuxedo, sits at a high-stakes poker game, his cool demeanor never wavering. Underneath the table, his hand discreetly works his hardening cock through his pants, a secret mission of pleasure. His eyes meet those of the stunning and cunning Vesper, who seems to sense his double game. She leans in, whispering, "Your game is showing, 007," before returning to her cards. Bond smirks, his hand never pausing, his game never faltering. As the night progresses, so does his self-pleasure, reaching a climax as he wins the hand, his poker face never betraying the intense orgasm he's experiencing under the table.

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