Quenching Loneliness with Solo Cock-Stroking

The room is dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of the fan circulating the warm air. He's alone, but his hand is more than enough company tonight. His cock is already hard, glistening with his own pre-cum, a testament to his arousal. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the heat, the pulse of life. He begins to stroke, slowly at first, then building up speed, his grip tight, his rhythm steady. His eyes are closed, his mind filled with fantasies, his body tensing as he feels his orgasm approaching. He moans softly, his cock throbbing as he comes, his hand sticky with his release.

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