Solitary Ecstasy in the Armchair

In the dimly lit room, a lone figure, Sephiroth Castro, takes a seat in the worn-out armchair. His hand slowly inches towards his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge beneath his jeans. Unbuttoning his fly, he frees his throbbing cock, already glistening with pre-cum. He strokes it slowly, his grip tightening as he picks up speed. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation of his own touch. The room fills with the sound of his heavy breathing and the slick rhythm of his hand. As he nears the edge, his grip tightens, and with a final groan, he spills his load onto his stomach, his body shuddering with the force of his release.

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