Wendy's Solitary Ritual: A Boy's Tributary Dance

The room echoes with the soft, rhythmic sound of flesh meeting flesh as the boy, lost in his reverie, honors Wendy-1984. His hand glides up and down his engorged cock, his fingers tracing the pulsing vein. His breath hitches as he imagines Wendy's touch, her scent, her moans. His body convulses, and with a shudder, he comes, his semen painting the floor, a silent, intimate act of devotion to his one and only Wendy-1984.

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