Solo Boy's Cumshot Crescendo

In a private, dimly lit room, a lone figure sits, legs spread, a throbbing erection tenting his boxers. He tentatively strokes his length, eyes closed, lost in a fantasy only he knows. His breath hitches as he picks up speed, his hand a blur. His grip tightens, his body tensing, and with a final, guttural groan, he comes, pearly strings of cum painting his shirt and the floor below.

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