Morning Wood, Secret Pleasures

As the first light of dawn breaks, a lonely figure retreats to the quiet solitude of his room. The only sound is his heavy breathing as he grips his throbbing member, lost in thoughts of unfulfilled desires. His hand moves rhythmically, lubricated by the pre-cum beading at the tip. The tension builds, his body arching as he nears the edge, before finally releasing in a shuddering climax, his essence spilling onto the floor.

• punheta
• soloboy
• madrugada

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