The Eternal Angle's Celluloid Solace

Dade80, the evergreen stallion, finds solace in his solitude, his body craving the touch only he can provide. His calloused hands, rough from years of labor, trace the lines of his muscular frame, pausing to tweak his hardening nipples. His cock, already engorged, stands at attention, begging for his touch. He wraps his fist around it, stroking it slowly, his hips bucking as he chases his release. His grunts fill the room, his body tensing as he explodes, his cum painting his abs in sticky, white stripes.

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