Tony's Throbbing Solace

In the dim light of his room, Tony's silhouette is a symphony of lust. His hand, strong and sure, grips his cock, moving in a steady rhythm. His other hand wanders, exploring his body, pinching his nipples, tracing the lines of his abs. He's a study in self-pleasure, his moans barely contained, his body tense with anticipation, until he finally lets go, his cock pulsing, his cum splattering onto the floor.

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• solo
• soloman
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