Private Dance with Destiny

In the dim light of his room, he awakens, his body already yearning for release. He lets his hand slip beneath the waistband of his boxers, finding his hard cock waiting for his touch. He begins to stroke, his mind filling with images of the woman who's been haunting his dreams. He imagines her touch, her taste, her body writhing beneath his. His breath quickens, his grip tightens, and with a final, intense stroke, he finds his release, his body convulsing as he spills his load onto his stomach.

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