Stroking the Flesh, Igniting the Soul

Alone in his dimly lit room, a man named João finds solace in the simple pleasure of his own touch. 'Eu batendo uma pun' he whispers to himself, his hand working rhythmically along his hard length. The room fills with the soft sounds of his pleasure, the scent of his arousal hanging heavy in the air. His breath hitches as he nears the edge, his body tensing as he finds release, a low groan escaping his lips.

• punheta
• soloboy
• tocando-uma

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