Gaunt Guy Face-Fucks His Way to Bliss

Lying back, the gaunt man begins his ritual, lubing up his throbbing cock, the scent of musk filling the air. He strokes firmly, his hand a blur, lost in his own world. His moans echo, raw and primal, as he edges closer. His other hand wanders, caressing his chest, tweaking his nipples, sending shocks to his groin. With a final cry, he spills, his body convulsing, his cock pulsing, painting his chest with his hot, sticky seed.

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