Black Solo: Under the Sheets

As the clock strikes midnight, the house grows quiet, save for the faint sounds of a lone occupant's labored breathing. In the dim light, a dark silhouette can be seen, sprawled on the bed, a hand eagerly pumping a generous, veined cock. The sound of wet, urgent strokes fills the room, the scent of sweat and pre-cum heavy in the air. His other hand wanders, kneading his full balls, teasing his sensitive perineum, before sliding back to spread the copious amounts of pre-cum coating his length. His body arches off the bed, a guttural moan escaping his lips as he spills his load, his cock pulsing in his hand as he milks every last drop.

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