Solitary Lund: Garam Gyrations

The room is thick with anticipation and the scent of his own musk. He teases himself, running his fingers along his length, feeling every ridge, every vein. His body responds, his cock hardening, aching for release. He wraps his hand around it, pumping furiously, his hips bucking, his body tensing. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his heart pounding in his chest. He feels the pressure building, his balls tightening, and with a final thrust, he comes undone, his body shuddering as he spills his seed.

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