Morning Glory, Morning Wood

As dawn breaks, a man's hungry gaze falls upon his throbbing morning erection. "Buongiorno," he whispers, a wicked grin spreading across his face. He wraps his large hand around his thickness, the other cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently. His strokes grow faster, more urgent, his breath coming in ragged pants as he chases his release, the first light of day painting his flushed skin in hues of gold and pink.

• orgasmo
• cazzone
• soloboy
• la-mattina

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