Solo Senescence

Ronald Jennings, a man of a certain age, finds his hand wandering to his crotch, the room filled with the scent of aged leather and the faintest hint of his own musk. His calloused hand, a testament to decades of labor, grips his hardened shaft, veins pulsing with a life of their own. He strokes, his palm slick with precum, his mind a whirlwind of taboo fantasies, each one pushing him closer to the edge, his body tensing as he finally succumbs to his solo indulgence.

• handjob
• masturbation
• soloboy
• old-man-masturbating

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