Cleric's Solitary Ecstasy

In the dimly lit room, the imam, a man of the cloth, finds himself alone with his thoughts and desires. He begins to stroke his massive, uncircumcised cock, the head glistening with pre-cum. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, feeling the weight of his need. He imagines the forbidden, the lustful looks of the women he's preached to, their eyes filled with desire. He pumps his cock faster, his breathing growing ragged, until finally, he can't hold back any longer. He groans, his cum shooting out in thick ropes, coating his hand and the floor.

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