Solitary Bliss: Boy's Secret Garden

Alone in his sanctuary, he tends to his forbidden garden. His touch is soft yet firm, coaxing responses from his most intimate places. He closes his eyes, imagining the illicit pleasure of being claimed, of surrendering to the primal urge to be stretched, to be taken. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears the edge, before finally tumbling over into blissful release.

• soloboy
• 菊花，
• 屁眼

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