Solitude's Sweet Sin

The room is filled with the soft sounds of his own pleasure, the scent of his arousal heavy in the air. His fingers trace the sensitive skin of his inner thighs, his breath coming in short gasps as he teases himself, his cock leaking precum in anticipation. His strokes become faster, more desperate, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, shuddering groan, he spills over, his body relaxing as he comes down from his solo high.

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