The Lonesome Ties of a Bachelor

In the quiet solitude of his room, the groom-to-be finds himself restless and anxious on the eve of his wedding. He slips into his crisp, white wedding shirt, the fabric still stiff with starch, and gazes at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes drift down to the bulge in his pants, a reminder of the night's impending loneliness. He unzips, his hard cock springing free, and begins to stroke, the cool air of the room contrasting with the heat of his flesh. His mind wanders to the bride, her touch, her scent, but his hand knows no such subtlety, working him roughly towards release.

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