Quenching Thirst for More

"More," he pants, his eyes locked on the mirror, watching his cock glisten with pre-cum. He grabs a bottle of lube, pouring it over his length, the cool liquid sending shivers down his spine. His grip tightens, his hips thrusting into his hand, chasing the release he so desperately craves. The room echoes with his moans, his body tensing as he spills his load, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

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