Private Pounding: A Solitary Dance

In the quiet of his room, he sheds his clothes, his hand wrapping around his throbbing member. He's a solo performer, his audience only the reflection in the mirror. His grip is firm, his rhythm steady, each stroke bringing him closer. His chest heaves, his abs tighten, and with a final, intense pull, he's painting his torso with his hot, white seed, a deep groan escaping his lips.

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