Erection's Dawn: Uncuffing Desire

A new day dawns, and so does a rigid arousal. The room is bathed in a soft, golden light, casting long shadows that dance with the rhythm of the slow, steady strokes. The air is thick with the scent of pre-cum, a sweet, musky perfume that promises a day filled with unbridled passion. The sheets rustle, the bed creaks, and the hand moves with a purpose, coaxing the engorged cock to its full, throbbing glory.

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