Solitary Sunday Strokes

The sun beats down on his naked body, the heat of the day fueling his lust. He's alone, but that doesn't stop him from getting off. His cock stands proud, a beacon of his desire. He grips it tightly, his hand a blur as he pumps furiously. His body tenses, his abs clenching as he nears the edge. A low groan escapes his lips, and then he's coming, his seed spilling out, coating his hand and belly in sticky white ribbons. He leans back, spent, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

• masturbate
• punheta
• soloboy
• bronha

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