Unseen: Wayne's Lone Handiwork

In the dimly lit room, a lone figure, Wayne3367, takes center stage. The air is thick with anticipation as he unzips, releasing his throbbing cock from its constraint. His hands, rough yet gentle, stroke the length, feeling the pulse of life beneath the velvety skin. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation, as his grip tightens, pumping with a rhythm as old as time. Pre-cum glistens at the tip, a testament to his arousal, and he leans in, his tongue darting out to taste the salty essence. His moans fill the room, a symphony of solitary pleasure, as he brings himself closer to the edge.

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