Alone, He Touches, Tempting Panochas

With a heavy sigh, he sinks onto the bed, his hand already straying to his eager cock. He's alone, but the weight of his desires is palpable. His mind is a whirlwind of dirty thoughts, his body aching for release. He strokes himself, his grip firm, his pace relentless. The room fills with the scent of his precum, the sound of his wet, slapping hand. He imagines panochas, soft and inviting, surrounding him, urging him on. His breaths come in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears his climax. But just as he's about to spill over, he hears a noise outside his door, forcing him to quickly clean up and put an end to his solo indulgence.

• soloboy
• tocandose
• panochas

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