Unsheathing the Anaconda

In the throes of solitude, a man worships his most prized possession. His colossal cock, a monument to his manhood, was not made for solo play, yet he coaxes it to life, his fist a poor substitute for the warmth of a willing partner. With each stroke, he imagines the sensation of a tight, wet cunt enveloping his length, driving him to the brink of ecstasy.

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