The Lone Wolf's Private Ritual

In the quiet of the night, Thelonewolf1996 retreats to his sanctuary, a small, cluttered room filled with personal mementos and the scent of aged wood. He slips off his clothes, the cool air kissing his naked skin, his cock already stirring with anticipation. He sits back, his eyes closed, his mind filling with vivid, erotic images. His hand wraps around his shaft, feeling the heat, the pulse. He imagines a touch, a mouth, a tight, wet pussy, but it's his hand that brings him pleasure, his hand that makes him groan, that makes him spill his hot, sticky load onto his belly, leaving him gasping, satisfied, and alone.

• masturbation
• solo
• soloboy

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