Master's Lonely Dance

In the throes of his private passion, Arav132's solo master explores every inch of his rigid top. His dominant grip alternates between firm and feather-light, driving him to the brink. The air grows thick with the scent of his arousal, as he pumps his hips, fucking his fist with wild abandon. His body tenses, every muscle taut, as he nears his explosive release, painting his chest with rope after rope of hot, sticky cum.

• top
• master
• soloboy

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