Paugrande23Cm, in his private sanctum, finds solace in the 15cm mole that graces his skin. His fingers dance over it, feeling its texture, before moving lower to grasp his stiffening cock. He strokes himself, his pace quickening as he imagines the mole as a hungry, pulsating mouth, eager to consume him. His moans fill the room as he nears his climax, his body tensing, his grip tightening, until he finally releases, painting his body with his essence.