The Private Dance of Sgt. Miles

Sgt. Miles' private moment unfolds in a dimly lit room, his uniform discarded, leaving him bare and vulnerable. His hand, rough from years of service, explores his body, tracing the lines of his tattoos, the ridges of his abs, before wrapping around his stiffening cock. He strokes languidly, his other hand gripping his thigh, fingers digging into the flesh. His hips move in time with his hand, a slow, sensual dance. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he approaches climax. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he spills his load, his body shuddering with the force of his release.

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