Solitary Delight: A Man and His Fist

In the dimly lit room, Smokey Dabear's lone figure sprawls across the bed. His hand wraps around his rigid cock, stroking it steadily. He's not got much to work with, but what he's got is more than enough to get the job done. His breath hitches as he imagines a phantom touch, his body tensing with each stroke. The room fills with the sound of his hand meeting flesh, the wet slap echoing his desire.

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