Unwinding in Solitude: Just Me, Pounding My Meat

In the quiet of his room, a man finds solace in the familiar rhythm of his own touch. He strips naked, his cock standing at attention, eager for his skilled fingers. He teases the head, running his thumb over the slit, before gripping the shaft firmly. His strokes are confident, building a steady pace that has him gasping. He leans back, legs spread, as his other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently. His body tenses, and with a low groan, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as it coats his hand and chest with ropes of cum.

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