Pure Solitude: Vril's White Powder Moment

Vril, the master of self-love, retreats to his private sanctuary, a space filled with shadows and the scent of his own musk. He stands tall, his body a canvas of lean muscles and smooth skin, as he begins his intimate dance. His hands, soft yet firm, glide over his body, igniting every nerve ending. His breath hitches as he wraps his fingers around his rigid cock, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure through him. He loses himself in the rhythm, his hips bucking, his body tensing, as he chases his release. With a final grunt, he finds his climax, his cock pulsing as he paints his body with his white, creamy load.

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