Ace Bigs: Morning Glory

Ace Bigs wakes to the familiar ache, a hunger that only one thing can satisfy. He kicks off the sheets, his cock tenting the fabric of his boxers. He doesn't bother to take them off, just pushes them down enough to free his throbbing length. He grunts, his hand working his cock with a practiced urgency. He's not gentle, not this morning. He's needy, his body demanding release. His other hand finds his balls, rolling them, tugging at them. He can feel the pressure building, his body coiling tight. He lets out a low groan as he comes, his cock pulsing, his cum spilling over his hand and onto the sheets. He collapses back onto the bed, spent, his morning ritual complete.

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