Crossing Limits: A Solo Quest

The room is filled with the soft, rhythmic sound of flesh meeting flesh, punctuated by the occasional moan. A man, alone with his thoughts and desires, uses a simple wooden cross as his tool of pleasure. He runs it along his length, varying the pressure, drawing out his enjoyment. His body tenses, his breath comes in short gasps, and then, with a final, deep thrust, he finds his release, the cross bearing witness to his solo indulgence.

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