Solitary Soldier Strokes His Throbbing Meat

In the throes of horny solitude, a man takes matters into his own hands, his fingers wrapping around his rock-hard cock. He strokes, his grip firm, his pace urgent. His mind's eye fills with visions of tight bucetas, his own hand mimicking the feel of a hungry hole enveloping his length. His breath ragged, he brings himself to the brink, his body tensing as he spills his load.

• xota
• bucetas
• soloboy

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