Intruder's Arousal: Stolen Moments

The thief's heart races, not from the thrill of the heist, but from the sight of the homeowner's naked body, bathed in the soft moonlight. Their eyes travel the length of the man's form, lingering on his stiff, leaking cock. Arousal courses through them, their own body aching for touch. They slip a hand beneath their clothing, rubbing their damp slit as they watch the man's hand work his flesh, his hips bucking as he nears his climax. The thief's own release builds, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they struggle to remain silent, their body trembling with the force of their orgasm.

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