Gibran's Solitary Ecstasy: Una Nadamas

Gibran, alone and horny, decides to indulge in some private pleasure. He sends naughty messages to himself, getting turned on by his own dirty talk. His hand reaches down, rubbing his growing bulge through his pants. He unzips, letting his throbbing cock spring free. He strokes it slowly, feeling the veins pulse with desire. His breathing becomes ragged as he picks up the pace, his grip tightening. The room fills with the sound of his wet, slapping hand and his moans. He imagines a lover, their hands intertwined, guiding each other to climax. His body tenses, and he lets out a guttural groan as he paints his abs with hot, white cum.

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