Ernst's Intimate Encounter with Himself

Ernst, a man of quiet intensity, finds himself alone in his dimly lit room, the scent of his cologne still lingering in the air. The weight of the day's tension eases as he begins to undress, his hands trailing over his body, feeling the tense muscles relax. He settles onto the bed, his hand wrapping around his hardening cock, a low groan escaping his lips. His strokes are steady, firm, each one driving him closer to the edge. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, his breath coming in short gasps as he chases his release, his body arching off the bed as he finds it, his cock pulsing in his hand, hot cum spilling over his fingers.

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