Unveiling the Hulk's Solitude

Batista, the green behemoth, finds solace in his solitude, his hand a familiar comfort on his granite-hard cock. He strokes, his grip firm and steady, his mind a whirlwind of carnal fantasies. His body tenses, his abs contracting as he nears his release, a low growl rumbling in his chest. His hot, thick load erupts, painting his chiseled torso, a testament to his pent-up desire.

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