Lonely Lad Strokes His Sizable Solitude

With a sigh, he sinks into his chair, his cock already twitching with anticipation. His hand wraps around his shaft, feeling the pulse of his desire. He begins to stroke, his movements steady and sure, his grip just tight enough to send shivers down his spine. He closes his eyes, letting his imagination run wild, picturing hands other than his own, lips wrapped around his cock, a tight, wet pussy enveloping him. His breath hitches as he feels the building pressure, his strokes becoming more urgent. With a final groan, he comes, his cum spilling out over his hand, his body shuddering with the intensity of his release.

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