Robie-B's Unseen Intimacy

Robie-B, in the soft glow of his room, invites the lens into his private world. "Me," he murmurs, his hand tentatively exploring his body, tracing the curve of his buttocks, the hardness of his cock. "Its," he whispers, as he strokes himself, his pace building, his breath coming in short gasps. "Hello," he moans, as he reaches his climax, his body convulsing with pleasure, his release painting his abdomen.

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