Unseen Hands, Unseen Pleasure

An unseen force guides his hand, his body a vessel for unspoken desires. The room is his temple, his body the altar. He worships at the altar of his lust, his cock a sacred offering. His strokes are prayers, his moans incantations, as he chases the divine release, his body tensing, ready to receive the holy sacrament of his own seed.

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