Me, My Hand, and My Load

Alone and horny, he decides to treat himself. He starts slow, letting his hand glide over his length, feeling every ridge and vein. His pace quickens, his grip firm, as he loses himself in fantasy. His body trembles, his cock throbbing in his hand. He lets out a low moan as he comes undone, his release coating his fingers and dripping onto the floor.

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