Handcrafted Bliss

His fingers dance along his rigid shaft, a rhythm only he can hear. The room fills with the symphony of his pleasure, the soft moans, the wet sounds of his hand working his cock. His body tenses, his balls draw up, and with a final stroke, he spills his load, his body shuddering with the force of his release. He catches his breath, his heart pounding, satisfied but already longing for the next performance of this private show.

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