Solitary Sinner: Bill's Cock Rubbing Ritual

In the dim light of his bedroom, Bill, a man of quiet demeanor, finds solace in his secret ritual. His calloused hands, reminiscent of a laborer's, gently caress his rigid cock, a stark contrast to the soft, worn sheets beneath him. The room is filled with the scent of his musk and the sound of his steady, ragged breaths. His eyes are closed, lost in a fantasy only he knows, as he strokes himself to the brink, the veins of his shaft throbbing with anticipation.

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