Hands to Horny Heaven

In the dimly lit room, Sakal, a man of few words, finds solace in his solitude and arousal. He strips down to his boxers, the fabric tenting with his growing excitement. His hands, rough from years of manual labor, trace the outline of his cock, feeling the heat and hardness beneath. He pushes his boxers down, freeing his thick, throbbing member. With a groan, he begins to stroke, his pace steady and sure. His mind fills with fantasies, his body tensing as he nears his release. With a final grasp, he comes undone, his hot seed spilling over his fist, a testament to his self-indulgent pleasure.

• sex
• fuck
• masturbation

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