Milking ecstasy in seclusion

Alejandro, in the solitude of his room, gives in to his primal urges. His hand, slick with lube, glides up and down his rigid shaft, the friction sending electric jolts through his body. His mind races with fantasies, his breath hitching as he picks up the pace, the sound of his hand meeting flesh echoing in the quiet space. He can feel the tension building, his balls tightening, as he edges closer to release. His grip firms, his strokes become more purposeful, and with a guttural groan, he spills his seed, painting his abdomen with his own leche.

• masturbation
• leche

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