Foda's Forlorn Fantasies

Foda, a lonely man in his thirties, spends his nights alone with his thoughts and his right hand. He browses through explicit websites, his cursor hovering over images of women bound in intricate knots, their bodies displayed in vulnerable, exposed positions. His imagination runs wild, picturing the feel of their sweat-slicked skin, the sensation of his cock sliding into their tight, willing holes. He grunts, his hand moving faster, bringing himself to a climax that leaves him panting and unsatisfied, yearning for the real touch he can't find.

• sam
• foda

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