Savoring Solitude: Anderson's Seductive Self-Pleasure

Anderson's fingers dance over his phone, scrolling through explicit images that ignite his desire. He kicks off his pants, his boxers tented by his hard-on. He tugs at the fabric, freeing his cock, and begins to stroke, his grip tight, his pace urgent. He leans back, his eyes closed, his other hand squeezing his balls, imagining the heat of a mouth around him. His breath hitches, his strokes become frantic, and with a low groan, he comes, his cum painting his stomach and chest.

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