Strokes of Satisfaction

In the privacy of his room, Georgemarcelo lets his desires consume him. He strips naked, his body a canvas of toned muscles and tanned skin. His cock, a monster of flesh, throbs with need. He wraps his hand around it, the grip tight, the pace steady. He imagines a lover, their hands, their mouth, their ass. His strokes become hurried, his breath ragged. He's close, so close. With a groan, he comes, his seed spilling over, his body convulsing with pleasure.

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