Ricard's Private Grande Performance

Ricard, a master of self-pleasure, retreats to his dimly lit boudoir, the scent of sandalwood candles filling the air. He stretches languidly, his toned body glistening under the soft glow. His hand casually traces the growing bulge in his silk boxers, anticipation building like a slow burn. With a teasing smile, he slips off his boxers, revealing his grand, uncut cock, already throbbing with desire. He strokes it gently, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the rhythm of his touch, the sound of his own breath filling the room.

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