Solitude's Climax

In the dimly lit room, a lone figure, Maeefron's soloboy, sits on the edge of the bed. His hand strokes his rigid cock, feeling every vein and ridge. His breath hitches as he picks up speed, the room filling with the sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh. His balls tighten, and with a guttural groan, he unleashes a massive cumshot, ropes of pearly liquid painting the air before landing on his abs.

• soloboy

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