Solitary Boy's Cross-Dressing Masturbation

With the door locked, he gives in to his taboo desire, the dress's cool fabric caressing his skin as he moves. He leans back, legs spread, allowing himself full access. His strokes become more urgent, his grip tighter, the dress's hem hiking up to his hips. He pictures himself in full makeup, a vision of decadence, as he nears his climax. With a stifled moan, he comes, the dress now damp with his release, a secret stain to remind him of his guilty pleasure.

• masturbate
• dress
• cross
• soloboy

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