Wavei's Unreal Lone Nights

As the sun dips low, a man retreats to his private sanctuary, his body hungry for release. His hand, a familiar partner, wraps around his rigid cock, pumping slowly, building a rhythm. He leans back, eyes closed, lost in the sensation, his mind's eye painting vivid fantasies. His breathing deepens, his grip tightens, his body tensing as he finally lets go, hot cum erupting, painting his abdomen in stripes of white.

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